Ghosts and Good Stories

by MY RUIN

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This album is a FREE DOWNLOAD and our gift to friends & fans. Please SHARE the ROCK LOVE! If you care to make a DONATION in the name of ART with your DOWNLOAD, we thank you and appreciate the support in continuing to keep our DIY spirit of independence alive in our music! ♥ This site is only place on the net this album is OFFICIALLY available. Enjoy and KEEP IT SACRED! x Mr & Mrs M

WATCH ★ G&GS (Album Teaser)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIsYC9-hgbY

WATCH ★ The Making of G&GS (Studio Movie)
Part 1: www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKazkxZefic
Part 2: www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkazr4du6dA

WATCH ★ Diggin' For Ghosts (Live Video)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pAmZJpZDfM

WATCH ★ Long Dark Night (Official Video)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lveaT9plsCE

WATCH ★ Excommunicated (Official Video)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=THNKOGElsyA

WATCH ★ Ghosts And Good Stories - UK Tour Video (2011)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=98vv-LlEHHI

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◄| Ghosts and Good Stories / Press Quotes |►

“Before there was Otep, In This Moment, The Agonist and countless other bands with aggressive sounding female vocals, there was Tairrie B.The songs on "Ghosts and Good Stories" offer a huge shot of adrenaline to the listener. The CD begins with the moody "Diggin’ For Ghosts" a fine opener that shows the diversity this band is capable of. Forget everything you know or have heard about My Ruin. Just pop "Ghosts and Good Stories" into your CD player and let it rip! ”- Tony Cannella // FEMMEMETAL.NET
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“A dark and twisted return to form from the queen of anti-pious poetry.” - Joy Lasher // TERRORIZER.COM
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“The divine Ms B comes roaring back under the radar and proudly against the grain. My Ruin have mutated into something truly monstrous in recent years as the chemistry between Tairrie B and Mick Murphy has evolved and sprouted wings. Ghosts and Good Stories picks up where 2008's Throat Full Of Heart left off, with an exhilarating barrage of warped stoner metal riffs and blister-razing gutter punk that lurches from harrowing, slow motion menace (Diggin' For Ghosts) to floored-accelerator sludgecore (Long Dark Night); the whole scabrous din held together by its creators' unswerving passion. Easily the filthiest, heaviest and most exciting thing that Tairrie has put her scream to. Wildly infectious hymns to rage like instant sing along Money Shot could incite a riot in a Buddist temple.” 8/10 - Dom Lawson // METALHAMMER.CO.UK
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"Husband and wife sludge metallers turn in their most personal work yet. One of the most vital and impassioned albums released all year! The first lady of metal continues to scream her heart out. As the singer and figurehead of Manhole and Tura Satana in the 90', Tairrie B was among the first to channel screaming mettalic rage through a female perspective. As 'Ghosts And Good Stories' brooding opener 'Diggin For Ghosts' gives way to the furious 'Long Dark Night' and the vocalist gives full vent to her inner demons, it's clear that she's not mellowing with age. Trimmed to a two piece (consisting of Tairrie and her multi-instrumentalist husband Mick Murphy). My Ruin create an abrasive, sludgy noise, punctuated by moments of melody and calm. It's stark, confrontational and aggressive, but also fiercely intelligent insuring the duo stay on step ahead of the screaming angst ridden pack." 4/5 - Paul Travers // KERRANG.COM
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"Return of the Killer B. My Ruin frontwoman Tarrie B doesn’t so much open her heart to you as rip it still beating from a gaping wound in her chest before forcing the bloody mess down your throat. While her partner Mick Murphy provides the frantic, doomy, metallic backbone to their music, it’s B’s bloodletting howl, visceral fury and hair-tearing emotional outpouring that has always, and still does, give My Ruin their razorblade of an edge. As ever, rich and bloody Catholic imagery clashes explosively with nihilistic, non-believing despair. Her raw screams rail against the vapid pursuit of celebrity (Money Shot) and the physical and moral decay of Los Angeles (La Cuidad), before she turns her fury on herself in the confessional Suicide Tuesday, finding hope and light amongst the bleakness with the line: ‘Tuesday feels like suicide but I just want to live’. Ghosts And Good Stories may well be the most intense music experience of the year." Emma Johnston // CLASSICROCK.NET
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“Ghosts And Good Stories is a perfect ode to the kind of grimy, smoke rock the band trade in. ” - Darren Taylor - ROCKSOUND.TV
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"Ghosts and Good Stories, My Ruin’s sixth studio album, blows all of the others out of the water. A combination of everything that makes My Ruin so remarkable, the duo (married, that is) of Tairrie B. and Mick Murphy have made what is creative, angry, passionate, and fun! This charming husband and wife duo kick ass, colloquially speaking, and Ghosts and Good Stories is their latest testament of this. In short, Ghosts and Good Stories is gracefully bone-chilling, filled with teeth-chattering terror, and leaves your unworthy soul melted in a puddle on the floor. A masterpiece!" 10/10 - BLISTERING.COM
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“Opening track ‘Diggin’ For Ghosts’ is classic My Ruin; a strident slide and a thunderous chord introducing a sinister and slow-burning groove that was made for heads to nod to. Before long, that voice snakes through the riff like tendrils of smoke between old stonework; Tairrie’s venomous whisper splintering into a husky croon, restrained until the inevitable climax where she unleashes her familiar raw-throated scream for the first time. It’s an instant standout that demonstrates a welcome return to the My Ruin of old; dark and aggressive, with no frills and no pretense." 4/5 - Dani Hawkins // ONEMETAL.COM
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"Long before Arch Enemy vocalist Angela Gossow was a metalhead household name, way before In This Moment’s Maria Brink and Walls Of Jericho’s Candace Kucsulain became screamo pin-ups, Tairrie B. Murphy was shredding up a vocal storm. My Ruin’s new album, Ghosts And Good Stories, features Tairrie at the top of her game and out for blood. The fact that the aforementioned bands boast flashier promotion and bigger tours than My Ruin hasn’t left her bitter, just more determined to continue educating people with quality mayhem. Ghosts And Good Stories – My Ruin’s sixth official full length album – is their strongest outing since A Prayer Under Pressure Of Violent Anguish from 2000, with vocalist / wordsmith Tairrie B. and guitarist-turned-multi-intrumentalist Mick Murphy having locked into and refined a definitive sound. The record is bookended by two shots of doom, ‘Diggin’ For Ghosts’ and ‘Deathknell’, contrasting Tairrie’s now-trademark spoken word elegance against a Black Sabbath-painted canvas. Second tune in, ‘Long Dark Night’, sets a death punk tone for the album that persists even when the songs drop to a half speed groove, and regardless of tempo Ms. B’s performance is always in your face. Her full-on screech was second to none before Pro-Tools screwed up the industry, and her performance on Ghosts And Good Stories (‘Excommunicated’, ‘Suicide Tuesday’, ‘Abusing The Muse’) serves notice to lovelies like Maria Brink (In This Moment) and Candace Kucsulain (Walls Of Jericho) that delivery is everything. And in this case, brutally effective. On the musical front Ghosts And Good Stories surpasses everything the band has done thus far. Murphy is easily one of the most underrated guitarists around, playing off Angus Young, Tony Iommi and Zakk Wylde as the mood requires, sometimes all in the same song. The man isn’t afraid of laying down riffs and solos, and his aggressive playing style is refreshingly melodic rather than tedious-trendy, putting to death any further discussion of whether My Ruin belongs in a box marked “emo” or placed in metaldom’s good graces." - Carl Begai // CARLBEGAI.COM
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"A few listens to 'Ghosts And Good Stories' leave you in no doubt that much of this was written and recorded with gritted teeth and white knuckles. These factors shine through in the music as the Southern drawl of opener 'Diggin' For Ghosts' shows the way for most of the album. There seems to be a real rebel streak running through the music, not just in the fuzzed-out Southern leanings of some tracks but also in the bloody-nosed aggression of tracks like 'Saviourself'. It's not speeding aggression either, its cathartic outpourings of self-determination, the failure of faiths and a distinct lack of salvation.
The musical trip they take you on is quite intoxicating, with bits of Cancer Bats, L7 and Black Label Society giving you a few sly digs as well as the obvious Sabbath influences. Mrs Murphy herself gives a vitriolic performance of the highest order with her near death metal intensity of vocal delivery. And the whole album has a production which is just dirty enough to keep the edges as rough as they need to be yet powerful enough to give a song like 'Malediction' a real punch." - Darrel Sutton // UBERROCK.COM
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“My Ruin have no interest in delivering antiquated chills and thrills. Instead Mick Murphy delivers a Southern-tinged, Sabbath-y guitar assault, over which Tairrie rails against religion, more religion and, most succinctly, the current crop of vapid female pop singers! ” 7/10 - Kirk Miller // DECIBELMAGAZINE.COM
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“Tairrie may still intensely sing a tune of broken LA, betrayal, loyalty, love, friendship with a topping of JD, hard rock and self awareness but this time she sounds as venomous as ever (yes the levels seem to rise with each release!) and her throat seems to have healed of old wounds letting her scar it all over again with this album offering. With the aid of uber talented and were-not-worthy style appraisal it is Mick Murphy that provides the unbreakable backdrop of technical melodies and licks that every musician on the planet wants to aspire to. He also plays every other instrument as well as co-producing it with Josh Lynch which is testament to the trust and musical wavelength he is on with Tairrie. Ghosts and Good Stories their sixth volume literally has to be their most unified, binding, creative, epic whirlwind of pure velocity to date, fact." - Nickie Hobbs // DEVOLUTION MAGAZINE
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“From the start when Tairrie hit the stages with Manhole, she was considered to be one of the best front women in the metal scene. Some years later now and My Ruin brings with ‘Ghosts And Good Stories’ their sixth studio album. In the meantime, Tairrie and Mick were married, but this doesn’t mean that the couple have become more mellow. Quite the contrary, the drive on the record is simply stunning. The mix of American powercore, metal and thrash keeps you on your feet from the beginning to the end.” 6/7 - Peter Rotthier // MINDVIEW MAGAZINE
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“Another release that slipped under the radar a bit this fall is the new album from MY RUIN. Led by the indomitable Tairrie B. Ghosts and Good Stories is among the finest work of her career. Tairrie’s scorching scream and acid laced words have been making an impact for over 20 years and she is one of the most consistent and enduring vocalists in metal and rock history. Grade A” - Keith Chachkes // METALARMY.COM
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“Let's face it: the nowadays, third millennium metal-world is a terribly sexist universe and - aside the great sales of Nightwish, Arch Enemy or Lacuna Coil - the actual situation isn't far away from this sad and unfair concept. And maybe this is the one and only reason because My Ruin (the band of Tairrie B and her husband Mick Murphy) isn't actually among the "chosen ones" that sell-out big arenas and count mountains of green, tasty dollars... However, to get the real focus about My Ruin, Tairrie has come a long way through rap, the angry Manhole, the wonderful Tura Satana, a lot of gossip and a very amazing album like 2003's 'The Horror Of Beauty'. Ghosts and Good Stories' bring us Pantera attitude, Sabbathesque seventies poison, dirt southern touch, and hardcore pride. So, from the opening attack of 'Diggin For Ghosts' and along other dozen tracks, My Ruin simply rules. And, for the happiness of their fans, they are back with the right dose of high-handedness packing in one of the most sincere, shouted loud, sexual and intense records of this year. Don't miss it! " 8/10 - Simone Sacco // METALHAMMER.IT
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“As is the norm now, wailing Sabbathy riffs and Down-esque grinding metal pepper the material the pair have created with head-pounders like Malediction best summed up as loud and riffy as fuck. With a title like Ghosts And Good Stories, try and avoid listening to this album in a dark room but do listen to it with the stereo cranked up to an ear-bleeding volume. However you choose to listen to this marvelous piece of work, be warned, by the time the haunting Deathknell brings the curtain down on this album, you’ll have just spent the last hour experiencing the true beauty of horror.”- Graham Finney // PLANET-LOUD.COM
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“Mick Murphy puts most musicians around today to shame, being responsible for playing not only the guitar parts that got him recognized as being one of the most underrated guitar players ever, but also the bass AND the drums on the entire record. The ripping, doom-laden, stoner-drenched metal that is underpinned by driving drums on this album is accompanied by Tairrie’s smoky, sexy vocals and vitriolic screams that My Ruin are so revered for. ” 10/10 - Lynsey Wright // THRASHHITS.COM
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"With Ghosts and Good Stories, all the cherries have lined up for the now-veteran band in a big way. This is attributable to three main factors; 1) the endless well from which Mick “Freakin‘” Murphy culls his riffs from, 2) the overall continued evolution of refinement in the songs themselves, and 3) last but not least, the sharpened pen and voice of Tairrie B whose increasingly worldly (and otherwise) lyrical matter is brought to life by her commanding vocals. Now a twosome, the band has been stripped to its core which in fact has always been Tairrie and Mick anyway. Without a rhythm section, Mr. Murphy was cast into the role of bassist and drummer as well as his usual six-string engagements. No problem for Murph as he does this as a matter of course with his solo project Neanderthal. In addition he found time to as co-produce the project. My Ruin was initially Tairrie B’s baby but increasingly Mick Murphy has established himself as a bonafide star that can stand shoulder to shoulder with his wife and that is amply evident with Ghosts and Good Stories.Sonically and lyrically this band seems to be firing on all cylinders. You can hear it on the tracks and witness it courtesy of the accompanying DVD full of studio time showing the creation of the record." 5/5 - Morley Seaver // BELLAONLINE.COM
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“To understand My Ruin you have to understand frontwoman Tairrie B.’s history. You’d be hard pressed to find a current female metal vocalist that doesn’t list Tairrie B. as an influence. And when I say female vocalists, I’m not talking about that Epica and Nightwish operatic crap either. I’m talking about metaphorical balls to-the-wall, blood curdling vocals that sound as though they originated in the pits of hell. Misogyny. Politics. Religion. Sexism. Vanity. Misanthropy. It’s all in My Ruin’s sixth full length album, Ghosts and Good Stories. And true to form, vocalist Tairrie B. (Murphy) is at the helm, leading the revolution with her brutal assault.”- Jen Rochester // THE NEW REVIEW
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2010 sees the return of our unsung and often overlooked underground heroes MY RUIN. Underground also by choice, integrity still intact.cSince the last release the band have been toiling away behind the scenes to make this latest offering a statement of brutal power.c It is safe to say that this album is their greatest work to date; musically, vocally, lyrically and overall aurally. Musically heavy and doomy in equal measure with highly skilled guitar mastery, the solos and riffs are laid down thick in signature My Ruin style. I think opener Diggin For Ghosts would best showcase these elements. It is also the perfect example which showcases the spoken word elegies that we have come to know and love from The LVRS as well as previous My Ruin outings. These elements are testament to Tairrie’s skill as a writer and her pen is definitely mightier than the sword. It always has been, way back to when she was spitting rhymes in the early 90s. However, this wordslinger has grown in skill and fine tuned the execution to the nth degree with G&GS. I have always admired Tairrie’s skill as a fearless writer as well as her obvious qualities as a vocalist and performer on the stage.As ever this album will stand the test of time and is a timeless addition to the works that preceded it. Coming on like Motörhead crossed with doomy, thick southern licks and some rock n’ roll swagger thrown in for good measure. My Ruin must certainly be in league with the devil to continue sounding so good and so fresh. Or maybe, just maybe they work as hard as hell to achieve this end. My Ruin epitomise and sets the standard of the hard working DIY band in 2010. Where others have failed and fallen to the wayside due to lack of commitment and passion, Tairrie and Mick keep pushing forward. MI RUINA I salute you. " Michael Ike // SPEAKANDDESTROY.WORDPRESS.COM
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"Tairrie’s vocals pack an enormous punch, and she leaves most growling, shouting male metal vocalists in the dust. This is a real powerhouse of an album. It’s not fast metal, but it packs a lot of power both vocally and musically, which is what My Ruin has always done well." 4/5 Mike Grey // SOUNDSPHEREMAG.COM
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“Tairrie was one of the first female vocalists to sing in this particular and innovative style [early 93] within the metal scene however, it’s rare to hear someone quote her name as an influence within the metal scene. She was the first to shout her lyrics like this, to make girls at ease to give it a try but no one gives her credit for that. ”
8/10 - Hugo Countinho // CREEPYINSIGHT.COM
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“What is My Ruin like? Some heavy riffs with a rock n roll and metallic sound at the same time. The band could be placed between the gasoline guzzling southern rock movement and Motörhead.” - RADIO-METAL.COM
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They are a band rooted in rock n’ roll, yet also have been baptized in the brimstone of the devilishly wicked underworld of heavy metal. Tairrie is all over the vocal spectrum- she shreds and screams with utmost ferocity, giving metal elites a run for their money. And then she brings us back down into a somber chasm, where her harrowing spoken-word style pierces you through the heart, communicates to your soul, and chills you to the bone. Mick Murphy impressively plays every instrument on the album-the drums, bass and guitar. The man must live and breathe music, because the album is put together so seamlessly and professionally. “Every song on GHOSTS & GOOD STORIES brings something new. Tairrie shatters the proverbial glass ceiling with an assassin’s tongue, chastising many of society’s ugly features and Mick complements it by creating a profusion of musical pizzazz. It’s an album that demands your attention and keeps you fully engaged from start to finish. Amen to that!” - Stephanie Davison // DETRITUS MAGAZINE
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released September 20, 2010

Produced by Mick Murphy & Josh Lynch
Engineered & Mixed by Josh Lynch
Recorded at Entourage & Magic Box Studios
Cover Art by Tairrie B. Murphy
Originally Released on Tiefdruck Musik | Circa 2010
Rovena Recordings | 2016
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Lyrics by Tairrie B Murphy - Beelzababe ASCAP
Music by Mick Murphy - Micky Metal Music ASCAP
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Vocals - Tairrie B. Murphy
Guitar, Bass & Drums - Mick Murphy

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Track Name: Diggin' For Ghosts
DIGGIN' FOR GHOSTS
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Time waits for no one, the days grow older and I grow colder
This Devil's on my shoulder and he's smiling at me
But I don’t trust what he’s saying and I don’t wanna believe

I find it hard to cry when I'm spent
Tie the wires around my head
Pound the nails into my flesh and I'm bleeding again
I'm diggin' for ghosts and good stories scarlet to the bone
If I kill all my demons - Will my angels leave me alone

Time waits for no one, the nights get longer and I get stronger
Your God is standing before me with his arms out wide
But I don’t wanna give in to him so he can judge me or my life

I find it hard to cry when I'm spent
Tie the wires around my head
Pound the nails into my flesh and I'm bleeding again
I'm diggin' for ghosts and good stories scarlet to the bone
If I kill all my demons - Will my angels leave me alone

Time is like the wind, it leaves the light and lifts the heavy
I've seen my fate and I'm not afraid, in fact I’m ready
Each moment has its memory and this too shall pass
Whether I wake or sleep I still believe that nothing last's…
Forever

Haughty eyes and a lying tongue
Hands that shed innocent blood
A heart that devises wicked plots - Feet that are swift to run
I've burned my bridges down - Turned my back on this town
I've burned my bridges down - Turned my back on this town

Let us pray that we enter not into temptation
The spirit is willing indeed but the flesh is weak
And as you sow—shall you reap
In loving memory
Track Name: Long Dark Night
LONG DARK NIGHT
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Hail Mary, full of grace
Be my muse and give me strength
Holy Mary, full of sin
Hail Mary, full of grace
Be my muse and give me strength
Holy Mary, full of sin
Hear my prayer and let me in

Welcome to my long dark night - Can't sleep or close my eyes
Little slices of death I loathe them - Refuse to get to know them
My rebirth of a scream eternalux with a heart at peace
O Lord have mercy - till it hurts - heed my words

This revelation won't be televised
My sacrifice will be this long dark night
This revelation won't be televised
My sacrifice will be this long dark night…of the soul

Blessed is the one who reads - these words of prophecy
Heavy is the hand that smites - In God we trust and fight
We rise from the dead and write our own new testament
O'Lord have mercy - I'm in mourning - heed my warning

This revelation won't be televised
My sacrifice will be this long dark night
This revelation won't be televised
My sacrifice will be this long dark night of the soul

This, my winter of discontent - listen as I repent
Bleed for me on this night long - hear me as I speak in tongues
Blasphemy is so easy - when you've lost your faith and don't believe
Help me heal my mind -This happens every time
Hands out wide I say to you - Praise my scars and sacred wounds
Feel my pain and scripture inked in paint
I'm no saint!

This revelation won't be televised
This revelation won't be televised
This revelation won't be televised
This revelation won't be televised
On this long dark night of my sou
Track Name: Excommunicated
EXCOMMUNICATED
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Excommunicated
Another holy war
The cost of friendship is this heavy cross I bare until I’m sore
Don’t find it necessary - to show my piety
These are the end of days no solace in this city

In a world that makes me sick - I will be your heretic
In a world that makes me sick - I will be your heretic

I split my lip – They cut their teeth
Sometimes silence is - A perfect scream
Don’t ask why this stone is in my hand
Won’t be seeing you again my friend

Excommunicated
Another holy war
Los Angeles is just a heavy dose of all that I deplore
The shine has left me- with no remorse or love
And all the soarings of my mind begin within my blood
In a world that’s filled with faith - You can’t take my blasphemy
In a world that’s filled with faith - You can’t take my blasphemy

I split my lip – They cut their teeth
Sometimes silence is - A perfect scream
Don’t ask why this stone is in my hand
Won’t be seeing you again my friend

This is the story of brothers with dirty faces
A city filled with angels liars and betrayers
This is a requiem for a friend and born of hate
A walk down memory lane that took it all away
Track Name: Eyes Black
EYES BLACK
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Her hidden face offends - the righteous ways of men
Beneath the veil lies - the meaning of submission
Imprisoned in the dark - she fights to see the light
Denied a voice to speak - and basic human rights

Holier than thou - Heavier than God
Blessed be thy name - It’s coming down
Heavier than God
Holier than thou

Inside the torture mask - her eyes are lined with black
The cloth curtain covers - her beauty front to back
And in the name of faith - she suffers for religion
The cloak of fear and terror - is a war on women

Holier than thou - Heavier than God
Blessed be thy name - It’s coming down
Heavier than God
Holier than thou

So pious in their violence – against their women
Misogynistic men who don’t believe in freedom
Persecuted, silenced, treated as possessions
A profound reminder of oppression

Holier than thou - Heavier than God
Blessed be thy name- It’s coming down
Heavier than God
Holier than thou

Her identity remains a mystery
Deprived of dignity and her self esteem
Forced modesty - without equality
Sacrificed her life – to live unseen
Track Name: Money Shot
Money Shot
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Get ready to shoot yourself
Get ready to shoot yourself
Get ready to shoot yourself – Pose for another photo
Get ready to shoot yourself – Tits and tats and a quid pro quo

C’mon baby give em what you got
Everybody wants a money shot
C’mon baby give em what they need
Keep lookin' hot and cheap

Get ready to sell your soul
Get ready to sell your soul
Get ready to sell your soul - Pose for another photo
Get ready to sell your soul – Tits and ass and innuendo

C’mon baby give em what you got
Everybody wants a money shot
C’mon baby give em what they need
Keep lookin' hot and cheap

You think you’re different but you’re all the same
You got the body but you got no brains
You’re just an image at the end of the day
Got nothing to say

Get ready to shoot yourself
Get ready to shoot yourself
Get ready to shoot yourself – Pose for another photo
Get ready to shoot yourself – Tits and flash and lots of ego

C’mon baby give em what you got
Everybody wants a money shot
C’mon baby give em what they need
Keep lookin' hot and cheap
C’mon baby give em what you got
Everybody wants a money shot
C’mon give em everything they want

You’re everything I’m not!
Track Name: Abusing The Muse
ABUSING THE MUSE
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I've had enough of all this pressure
This heavy cross has got me bruised
There is no God, prophet or scripture
That is more sacred than the truth

Tonight I testify (testify) and you've got no excuse (no excuse)
I won't apologize (no apologies) when I abuse my muse

I will defy your sense of righteous
Your indignation of my words
Sanctify you with my honesty
I get so holy it hurts

Tonight I testify (testify) and you've got no excuse (testify)
I won't apologize (testify) when I abuse my muse

How can I exorcise my Demons
Without my true confessions
Rants and revelations
How will I get to heaven?

I will condemn your acts of hate and criticize your arrogance
I will offend your book of faith and publicize your ignorance

Tonight I testify (testify) and you've got no excuse (testify)
I won't apologize (testify) when I abuse my muse

Tonight I testify (testify)
Speak my mind (testify)
Testify (testify)
Holy my hand up high
I won't apologize
Track Name: La Ciudad
LA CIUDAD
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I walk without flinching through this burning aftermath
Hollywood is on fire again
A sign something is about to happen
I can hear the bell ring in the distance
Death is upon us.

These streets are lined with lies
LA’s an ugly face that wears a good disguise
This town has lost it’s shine
The hills have desperate eyes

I breathe without feeling the sweet scent of regret in the air
Too close for comfort too far to care
I can hear the warm winds blow through the trees
And something tells me
It’s time to leave

These streets are lined with lies
LA’s an ugly face that wears a good disguise
This town has lost it’s shine
The hills have desperate eyes
This town has lost it’s shine
The hills have desperate eyes

The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in again
Face down on the motherfucking pavement
The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in again
I can feel the heat and six degrees of separation

This town has lost it’s shine
The hills have desperate eyes
This town has lost it’s shine
The hills have desperate eyes

La Ciudad de la Ruina - La Ciudad de la Ruina
La Ciudad de la Ruina - La Ciudad de la Ruina
Track Name: Suicide Tuesday
SUICIDE TUESDAY
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A broken heart seems much too heavy - It's time to rest
Carried it around so long, can't feel my chest
Baptize my body and wash away these thoughts of doubt
Bring back that feeling of which I can’t be without

Here I sit in aftermath
But I’ve got more to give
Tuesday feels like suicide
But I just wanna live

Heavy is a heart that breaks – It’s time to mend
Put it back together, cause it’s not time to end
Repent my sins and ask forgiveness for my fear
Bring back that feeling that had almost disappeared
Here I sit in aftermath
But I’ve got more to give
Tuesday feels like suicide
But I just wanna live

Here I sit in aftermath
But I’ve got more to give
Tuesday feels like suicide
But I just wanna live
True Friends, stab you in the front
Not the back motherfuckers like you did to us
True Friends, stab you in the front
Not the back motherfuckers like you did to us

Here I sit in the aftermath
Here I sit in the aftermath
Here I sit in the aftermath
And after all is said and done…I’m coming back
Track Name: Saviourself
SAVIOURSELF
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Desperation looks so good
She could smell a mile away
Christ died for someone’s sins
And he’s buried in LA
Check your ego cause you’re no hero
Sincerity still seems so vulgar when it comes from you

Saviourself
Better save yourself
Pretend to be her Jesus
Inside that mound of Venus

Resurrection feels so good
Throw a party to celebrate
Don't need you to kill my buzz
You'd rather go home anyway
Check your ego cause you’re no hero
Sold out everything you ever said and did
When you knew us

Saviourself
Better save yourself
Pretend to be her Jesus
Inside that mound of Venus
Saviourself
Better save yourself
You’re just another Judas
And just like everyone else

Hey Mister remember me
I’m the one with the sharp tongue
Got it crucified in my cheek
Drinkin whiskey shotgun
Did you suffer much on that cross
When you lost all your passion
Well I guess it’s true what they say
Friendship is a fashion!

Saviourself
Better save yourself
Pretend to be her Jesus
Inside that mound of Venus
Saviourself
Better save yourself
You’re just another Judas
And just like everyone else

The God of my rock
Only in him will I trust
He is my shield, my salvation
Can I get a witness
My one true saviour from violence
Track Name: Malediction
MALEDICTION
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The city of angels is filled with apparitions
Ghosts, Musicians and Politicians
All waiting to shake your hand
But they’ll stab you in the back baby
Just as quick as they can
They got attitudes, cool moves and hidden agendas
Hear me when I say..
Trust no one
Cause you just might live to regret it someday

Let us pray
I’m coming down from the pain
Those righteous lies I heard you say
But I refuse to speak your name in vain
I think its better that way
Too many words were said
This malediction is inside my head

Jesus wept
You made you’re bed and now you’ll lie in it.
Each day goes by with my regret
I never wanted to believe you could
I can't pretend it’s all good

Too many words were said
This malediction is inside my head
Enshrined inside of my mind
Is how I bury my dead
How does it feel to be redeemed
After you lost your faith
You were pathetic when you prayed
Just begging to be saved!

The Judas left
Our resurrection had to be your death
I won’t forgive or forget

Too many words were said
This malediction is inside my head
Enshrined inside of my mind
Is how I bury my dead

How does it feel to be redeemed
After you lost your faith
You were pathetic when you prayed
Just begging to be saved
I’ll never split that piece of wood
Never lift that stone
But I will be the one who collects that pound of flesh you owe… me
Track Name: Repose
REPOSE
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I gave you all of me
I gave the whole thing
I wanted you to be something that I can't explain
I gave you good fights
I gave you loyalty
I treated you like you were most important to me

You've always been my sweet obsession
My religion and relationship
I never let nobody come between us
The one thing that I cannot quit
Please pray for the repose of my soul
Please pray for the repose of my soul

You needed my time
You wanted my life
You had me workin' for you everyday and all night
You took advantage
You did some damage
You let me do it all and trusted me to manage

You've always been my sweet obsession
My religion and relationship
I never let nobody come between us
The one thing that I cannot quit
Please pray for the repose of my soul
Please pray for the repose of my soul

I need some time to get away
Calmness and tranquility
Freedom from worry and peace of mind
Cause I don't want to leave it all behind

You've always been my sweet obsession
My religion and relationship
I never let nobody come between us
The one thing that I cannot quit
Please pray for the repose of my soul
Please pray for the repose of my soul

Every blessing ignored becomes a curse
Every blessing ignored becomes a curse
Every blessing ignored becomes a curse
Every blessing ignored becomes a curse
Track Name: Turned Out
TURNED OUT
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our eyes they wanna cry for me
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Your eyes they wanna cry for me
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Don't make me wanna hang around you
Your bleeding heart that wants to bleed me
Can't make me think I want or need you
And it's no wonder anymore
That I don't wonder anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

I've been turned out-- I've been turned out
I've been turned out--I've been turned out
I've been turned out--I've been turned out

You tell me you're my friend
You say I know you
I'll trust you just as far
As I can throw you
Now I don't know you
I know my enemies
They show themselves to me with honest eyes
They hate my guts but at least it's the truth
I'll trust them just as far as I can throw them off a roof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

I've been turned out--I've been turned out
I've been turned out--I've been turned out

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm no stranger to kindness
I never missed the fist that kissed my face
I'm no stranger to cheapness
I never came to love the push and shove
Steel, glass-eyes cities
Crack dirty smiles when they see me
Open their filthy arms to greet me
I don't know if they wanna kiss or kill me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've been turned out --- I've been turned out
I've been turned out --- I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah --- I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah --- I've been turned out
Track Name: Deathknell
DEATHKNELL
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Faithful are the wounds when they’re from a friend
Harbinger of the end
Hour of redemption
Sitting here tonight in our earthly paradise
Thinking about all those who have come in and out of our life
Our beautiful house built of blood, sweat and rock
If only these walls could talk
Hold my hand, stretched to infinity and filled with memories
Walk with me down this dark hallway together in all that we have weathered.

I can hear the bell ring somewhere in the distance
And deep within myself
I know that this too shall pass

I can hear the rain outside
The streets wet with regret
How easy it is to remember
How hard it is to forget
Old photographs are burned into ash
Let us toast the ghosts of our past
Come for me and comfort me in this moment of memories
In remembrance, these lovely bones of metaphors are the exquisite corpse of friendship

I can hear the bell ring somewhere in the distance
And deep within myself
I know that this too shall pass

Let us remember this feeling as we sit in front of our home
For this house that we built, we built it alone.
10 years strong with heart, soul and pride
They tried to kill us but we have survived

I can hear the bell ring somewhere in the distance
And deep within myself
I know that this too shall pass
I can hear the bell ring somewhere in the distance
And deep within myself
I know that this too shall pass

In the end, we will continue to do what we do
Without them
But never, me without you