BH​-​48 - Bestial Mouths - Live (at The Echoplex 2​/​26​/​12) C30

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Captured from a live set played in their hometown, and the debut material for the new expanded four piece line-up. Live drums that pound forward in a minimal post-punk way, accompanied by a drum machine, and dual synths. Layered with feminine shrieks and howls that loop and bounce off all the walls. Songs that are fragmented and dark, yet catchy. Also included is a bonus track of improvised noise recorded seperately, the band also known for a noisy approach with interludes made up of sheets of white noise. J-card is long with 4 panels, and double sided silver printing, on black plastic paper. Xeroxed silver labels. Edition of 200 copies on black hi-bias chrome tapes.

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released August 22, 2012

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Bestial Mouths Los Angeles, California

My body went heartless, armed to the teeth in all places of sin & light.
bestialmouths@gmail.com

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Track Name: Quijada/White Eyes
(Quijada)
Not to scream out
Please don't let me fall

(White Eyes)
A stifled breath in a rolling column of ash
A blinded watch against an endless fog
To power a purge to greater suffering
Beyond this haze an even greater doubt
Into the fields a carrion arm
Reaching for a greater hell

Prayer for cessation
Into every setting sun
Every pallid sunrise
atrocities to come
I see a clearing
A false horizon
But even in the light of day
A prayer for cessation

Until we leave as no more than what we have left
Until every one of us has gone
Into the fields a carrion arm
Reaching for a greater hell
Into the fields a carrion arm
Reaching for a greater hell
Than now

A prayer for cessation
Into every setting sun
Every pallid sunrise
Only atrocities to come
I can see a clearing
A false horizon
But even in the light of day
A prayer for cessation
Prayer for cessation
Track Name: Cutters
Writhing at the foot of the mountain
Convulsing in an ocean of flies
There’s a flickering in the distance
Flash of green in the sky
Flailing naked into the tundra
Embroidered veil glass & ice
Specks of light out of blue air
Emaciated face in the sky


There was no light
There was no ascent


Cut off
Chopped
Cutting
Track Name: Hollowed
Marching onto to us

We are weeping on an island in hunger
Always this falling
Always this falling

This growing stagnation has left me hollow
Always this falling
Always this falling

Fading into a greater incertainity
Always this falling
Always this falling

Leaving me hollow

Marching
Onto us
Track Name: Small Prey
Obscenities from the burning distance
White masked children in animal shapes
Looking forward to the barren savannah
I began to scream uncontrollably
CLASPED HANDS NO RESISTANCE CLASPED HANDS NO RESISTANCE


I’m not to keen on fits of repentance
You go on carving me up
In pieces after memory
Small prey, small prey


Our miracles are meadows on fire
Our miracles are animals in flames
An inhuman voice
I begin to scream uncontrollably


I’m not to keen on fits of repentance
You go on carving me up
In pieces after memory
Small prey, small prey

Small Prey
Small Prey
Small Prey
Track Name: Rattling the Teeth
There is no reason
To hide your face
Cover your eyes
Blot out the sound
There is no future
Never release
Always this now


There is no reason
There is no cause
Only this torment
Only this calm
Born in a panic
An ocean of tears
A flesh colored hell
Always this now


There is no future
Never release
Always this now
Track Name: Yes A Great Silence Is Waiting
Fate
Has left me here
And struck me blind
Sore eyes slashed out
And left to die
Unceasing peace
Asleep in ruins
The grinding teeth
Immobilize

I am speaking
For human beings
Amputations
Disappearing
Whose best guillotines
Massacres converge
Weeping in tall grass
Catacombs succumb

A GREAT SILENCE IS WAITING

Sing tongues peel, a warm sound
Garments of Light……