Moon under fog
Dark yellow shining soft
And we are all lost
These are the end days
There's nothing left to say
Our words are all gone
Our world is lost
Moon under fog
Dark yellow shining soft
And we are all lost
Monarch of violence
Rolling on clouds
I toss wide waters
And I fell huge trees
Possessed of demon rage
I penetrate
Sheer to the utmost caverns of old Earth
And straining up, from those unfathomed deeps
Scatter the terror stricken shades of Hell
This just HAS to be released on gatefold vinyl, with the centerfold as a collage of stills from the movie; make it real guys, DO IT!!!! Nihilist Prayer
Fueled by dreams and nightmares about the nuclear age, Scottish experimental rockers rework music recorded for a BBC documentary. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2016