Dark Show from Chasing Ghosts by Muth Labben

Love hope , dark dope
Deep ur soft soul
Super fix, super load.
God’s so gone , got shit of its own
Is it a he , is it a she , is I just one?
Quick pick pick faith , yearn none.

Raise ur rays above, high up where all senses
Roam
Midnight special angel pop
Super switch to super punk.
Down to our world , real unreal sick and raw
Weak , wicked young or old
Low aspirations glow.



Why so frustrated by the roosters
That maker’s crow of daylight zone
Our lives crawling back from
Their lust.
Why then keep off away the shady boosters
On the stage of truth honey
You’re gonna have to show
Show what you really got!
Got got got got got
Got got got got got
Got…


New tale story hot
Future’s just what past is not
Revolutions blowing up
Generations gone beyond
Of flesh we come from
And fresh we yearn for
Prone to be so low
Down to the core we are all proto creatural!
Sweet love prime hope
Human needs, humble thoughts
A twister pit on superb mode
Rapture metastrophe.



It’s the dark baby
Come on
Open your heart baby
Come on
Open up your soul baby
And last, last
Open up your gut baby

To the dark
To the dark
Yours only yours
Only your own.

It’s the dark your dark
It’s the dark your dark
Yours only yours
And only your own.

It’s the dark it’s the dark
Yours only yours and only your own

It’s the dark your dark
It’s the dark your dark
Yours only yours
And only your own.

• Punk
• acid rock
• dance-punk
• fuzz punk
• new wave punk
• post punk
• Athens