One eye on the bullet box, you're fingering your barrel
But I have seen your bedchamber, it's just a picture from a dirty magazine
Now it's clear that the door to hell was the eye of God,
He hid it well
You went soft when you allowed a word to break
Your silence vow
Don't look to me to set you free, you locked me in when
You sold your key
I will find a way out of you
Use your mouth as a weapon, you are sharpening your wit
You lay your high achievements on the pillow next to my bloody lip
Now it's clear that the door to hell was the eye of God,
He hid it well
You went soft when you allowed a word to break
Your silence vow
Don't look to me to set you free, you locked me in when
You sold your key
I will find a way out of you
The Swiss quartet's strongest release yet. Two tracks of assertive post-punk with primitive garage beats and and spaced-out synths. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018