Asesino, Californian from Slave Songs by The Ruined Map

And you don't let the past die.
It's hidden under a dream.
You shied the first time, I spoke words to see.
All along the coasts their guard is down.
It's a land of stunners.
The hills afire.
All hail the wasteland now.

We were thinking on some outer worlds.
I want you, but a little more time.
The last touch you feel, I'll take it.
A whiteness that gives, I'll take it.
And the patterned sky is still just hanging around.

I know you're a flower losing blood.
I know your spirit is a setting sun.
That Californian, that beauty that you're waiting on.
But a stupid man could leave you running down.
That voice you kill, I'm making.
Your fast to forget, I'm breaking.
And the silent light will meet you on the other side.

• Rock
• afrofuturist
• experimental
• noise rock
• post-rock
• punk
• San Francisco