Midwest doom-ridden thrash punk, the first four releases in one place, cheap and easy, with a 12 page booklet with all of the lyrics and art from the vinyl releases. Limited to 300 repress, 200 of which went to the band. Other than the sticker on the front, this is exactly the same as the first pressing.
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lyrics
Dissenting voices, creep needing into my brain
Telling me there’s nothing to fear everything’s the same
Worrying only makes it worse,
The disease is an outright curse
Couldn’t imagine that this would last
A spell I thought would be uncast
Trying to build on this rotten foundation
Something that is my own creation
Making for a likely collapse, leaving my life in the past
The mental condition, is a mystery to me
Making the world move faster, faster than I can see
Trying to make it slow down, so I can take a hold
On my very existence, before my blood turns cold
Into the earth my remains soon go,
hope I’m truly dead when I’m put below
The fear creeps in that this must be true
But there is still nothing I can even do
Outside awaiting my gruesome fate
Anger and frustration but it’s to late
There must be a way to escape the grasp
As I lay hear listen to the casket clasp
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Shoegaze overdosing on meth and caffeine pills. Every release on Cloudrat's discography is a different flavor of insanity. This one is rocky road with a twist of antifreeze. Ghuughra