White Stains On Black Tape

by Beastmilk

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Cassette tape self-release 2010

Now reprinted on limited edition black wax! Get your dose: www.svartrecords.com/shoppe/957-beastmilk-white-stains-on-black-wax-7.html

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released August 5, 2010

goatspeed - guitars
kvohst - vocals
paile - drums
arino - bass

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Track Name: The Wind Blows Through Their Skulls
The Wind Blows Through Their Skulls

Short circuit signals
crawl the pavements of my mind
Intermittent voices call
Of the atomic kind . . .

I can't sleep through dead dreams
As blood buildings boil
Contaminated flesh machines
Black clouds from the furnace coil

The wind blows through their skulls
As the night begins to shine
With tongues that whip the tombs
The air will set their bones on fire

Radiation hunger
Cold war, a secret sign
My ghost whispers to my ghost
Am I nuclear genocide?

I can't sleep through dead dreams
As blood buildings boil
Contaminated flesh machines
Black clouds from the furnace coil

The wind blows through their skulls
As the night begins to shine
With tongues that whip the tombs
The air will set their bones on fire

Genocide . . .
Am I nuclear genocide?
Track Name: Blood (Under The Mill)
Blood (Under The Mill)

Tender white corpse
Corrupted bodies gleam
Inside your heartache
The devil kissed you clean

Warring severed heads
Sew deep connections
Wear your collapse
With invocations

It's all blood . . .blood under the mill . . .

Governmental agents appear in the fog
Morse-code static erupts
Feeding the fear with a contradiction
Like snow in a black oil flood

There is no way out
They will find you now

Red morning star
On the balcony
This mouth now
Organ of the beast

Opposing forces
feed each other
Who drives the Hydra
snakes asunder

It's all blood . . .blood under the mill . . .

Governmental agents appear in the fog
Morse-code static erupts
Feeding the fear with a contradiction
Like snow in a black oil flood

There is no way out
They will find you now