have you seen my empire of shit?
fields of cardboard, sown by bitching
eleven black cats, twelve miner's bane
watch me struggle, fall in love again
this time I'm burning temples, fucking heathen gods
don't believe that shit you're just a little lost
wear his armour, walk my water
can it be that bad? it's just a little cold
they're not as well prepared and fuck growing old
do you really think I want to survive?
on my own elba, watch these oceans rise
this whole world is fucked why do anything?
for your emperor? for your fucking name?
wear his armour, walk my water
I'll be your beatrice, be my dante
if you're my theseus, I'll keep my bullshit
we weren't born in a maze
straight downhill to the river
no need for threads, don't pray
why build castles of dirt
when you know it's gonna rain?
An ambitious cross-genre journey from the Richmond Avant Improv Collective, who bring in 17 (!) guest musicians to fill out their vision. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2021