Head Lock Grave, by Head Lock Grave

Head Lock Grave

by Head Lock Grave

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1.	Pour Whiskey on My Grave 03:47	lyrics	buy track
I climbed a mountain call it, virtue alone I built a sky and temple, made out of stone Howl like a pagan bleeding, my stand alone Six feet later in death I’m aching, for your malt to call my own Pour whiskey on my grave Pour that whiskey Isolate, marinate, here I lay Pour whiskey on my grave Pour that whiskey on my grave I held you in my sleeping, caused inner burn Set fire to every reason, no one returns My watching only breathing, want you alone My mind and not to reason, get that bottle for once I’m home Pour whiskey Pour whiskey Pour whiskey Pour whiskey on my grave
2.	Before You Slither 03:40	lyrics	buy track
Have you raised the water Can you raise your daughter Oh I wager no Dice Split in two And Open Constant hate No hope for change Serpent say you comprehend Before you slither you must stand She likes drinking blood But it seems like it’s on all of us Oh some die in piss and shit So come now and taste the silt In my teeth
3.	Chimpanzee Funeral 03:10	lyrics	buy track
Take me down below the rivers knees Show me around before I start to scream Your life is now, behind a hole in the cloud Forget what I have left, cause I’m not coming down It’s so cold Outside Want you to Come with me this time Hold me close enough that I can breathe They’re sending me alone so I don’t have to breed I’m holding down, the prodigy of it all They’re making a second take, a planet of the ape
4.	Holy Blood Calligraphy 02:45	lyrics	buy track
I must’ve hit my head on, something that I can't see In a time without sensation, no willingness to breathe Tune in to one vibration, a demonic symphony I’m not the one who was taken. I am the one you see Down you go Into that hole I sent you Down below Is this not where I belong I’ve come to want an easel, one metre and six foot three Disembodied tissue rotting, holy blood calligraphy How dark is the back of your head when, you have no eyes to see Some one minute frustration, is what it’s like to be Down you go Into that hole I sent you Down below Is this not where I belong

about

This album was written & performed by Head Lock Grave

Gabriel Rea-Bucknall - vocals & guitar
Liam Cowie - guitar
Max Ludlow- bass
Harrison Mansell - drums

credits

released December 10, 2020

All song written by Head Lock Grave

Recorded at The Depot, Auckland, New Zealand

Produced by Morgan Allen

Mastered by Luke Finlay at Primal Mastering

Artwork by: Gabriel Rea-Bucknall

Header photo by:
Chelms Varthoumlien