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my drone she comes away from me she use my flesh for her artery my drone she’s a pony she run away from me she got the mark of the archon she got blood on the wings as I tighten the ratchet and turn her distribution I’m setting up the remote as my second throat and when she’s ready to
go I’ll sing to her you’re not a machine anymore magnificent you’re not a machine anymore I watch your propellers cut through the sunlight your bruise colored circles blacken the sky of all the things that I’ve loved and have ever set free my drone was the only thing to come back to me my drone get your hands up
One of the most unsettling albums i have heard in a while. Chat Pile creates a grotesque blend of noise and groove that brings me back everytime. scarface6204
This is pretty much a perfect noise rock record, worshiping at the Church of Jesus Lizard, but with its own flavor of punishment, more calculated and bludgeoning than Yow and co. The riffs are all killer, no filler. I'm sad that this is the last hurrah for this band, but at least it ended on this very high note. Buildings is dead, long live Buildings! fyeahmetal