Stereolithic Riffalocalypse

by SHEPHERD

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released March 7, 2015

SHEPHERD:
Namit Chauhan (Guitars/Vocals)
Abhishek Michael (Bass/Vocals)
Deepak Raghu (Drums/Vocals)

Recorded at Area 51 studio, Bangalore
Mixed by Rahul Ranganath
Mastered at Audiosiege by Brad Boatright
Artwork and inlay by Sonali Zohra (Dangercat Studio)

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Track Name: Spite Pit
SLOW UNEASE SINKS INTO THE BODY
OF FROZEN BLOOD AND GRINDING BONES
INTO THE DEPTHS, DEADWEIGHT PROPELLOR
SEARCHING EYE LOOKING INSIDE
EVERY ROOM AND BENEATH THE WATER
TRYING TO FIND ME

I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT

SLOW DESPAIR SINKS INTO THE BODY
OF SYNTHETICS AND MOLTEN LEAD
TOWARDS THE ROOTS SWIM THE ROBOT INVADERS
THEIR LASER SIGHTS BURNING THE HIVES
LAID TO WASTE POPULACE OF MECHANICS
TRYING TO FIND ME

I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT
I’M HIDDEN IN THE PIT OF SPITE
Track Name: Turdspeak
TAKE SHOWER
STINKER ON THE FINGER
COME RAIN OR SHINE
IT’S ALL THE SAME

BIG BAD
BREEDS FROM THE BACK
GO GREY OR STRAY
IT’S ALL THE SAME

SWEAT DRIPPING
SLIPPING UNDETECTED
WAY OF SILENCE
A DIRTY GAME

SLEEP TIGHT
ARMS OUT ALOUD
STAY CLEAN AND HEAR
THE TURD IT SPEAKS
Track Name: Crook
STRANGER RIDES INTO GHOST TOWN
STIRRING DIRT BENEATH HIS FEET
LYING THERE THE SHERIFF BLEEDS
HIS STARRY EYES THE BUZZARDS FEED

PULLS OUT A MAP
HEADS ACROSS
TOWARDS THE LAKE
IN HIS SIGHTS
IS THE CROOK

BATTLING DEMONS HE CAN'T DEFEAT
AT A LOSS, WITH THE SKY HE GRIEVES
RECOVERING 'NEATH THE SCATTERED TREES
SPIRTS GUIDE HIM TO THE MISSING PIECE

PICKS OUT THE TRAIL
AT THE PERCH HE WAITS
CLEARS THE SCOPE
IN HIS SIGHT
IS THE CROOK
Track Name: Black Cock of Armageddon
SLOW, UNCLEAN, SWINE
NO ONE NEEDS YOU
BLEEDING HEART GUILT
NO ONE CARES WHAT YOU THINK

HONING YOUR SKILLS
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW
MORNING NOON AND NIGHT
BURDEN'S YOURS TO LOAD

YOU THINK YOUR NIGHTMARES NEVER TIRE
YOU THINK IT'S JUST DOWN TO TIME

MOMENTS WILL PASS
BOWELS OF HELLISH GAS
MORNING NOON AND NIGHT
BLEEDING HEART GUILT

YOU THINK YOUR NIGHTMARES NEVER TIRE
YOU THINK IT'S JUST DOWN TO TIME
Track Name: Stereolithic Riffalocalypse
THE WIZARDS LAIR
A SERPENTINE MAZE
HE CASTS A SPELL
SLIP INTO A HAZE

WE MARCH
TOWARDS THE OPIUM MIST
OBEYING THE LAW
OF THE MONOLITH

JAGGED EDGES
BLEED THE CRIMSON SKY
NO PLACE TO RUN TO
NO PLACE WHERE WE COULD HIDE
TO ‘SCAPE THE WRATH OF
THE SWELLING TIDES
THIS MUST BE THE END
THAT WAS SUNG BY GYPSY CARAVANS

HAVE WE FORGOTTEN WHAT WE WAIT FOR
STEREOLITHIC RIFFALOCALYPSE
WE FEEL THAT WE COULD’VE DONE A LOT BETTER
BLOOD BURNS, RIFFS CALL
AND THEN WE WATCH THE SKIES OPEN
AND THEN WE WATCH THE SKIES
AND THEN WE WATCH THE SKIES.
Track Name: Bog Slime
THE WALK TOWARDS THE MOTEL ROOM
DREAD LEAF HANGING FROM A TREE
COLD SWEAT ON MY BROW
FINGERS TWITCHING AS I OPEN THE DOOR

CAST ASIDE THE BLANKET OF DREAMS
BURY THE BONES IN THE MUD
AGAINST THE PULL OF THE SLIME
SET SAIL FOR GOLDEN SHORES
Track Name: Wretch Salad
LOST MY BEARINGS IN A CLOUD OF SMOKE
CAN'T SEEM TO FIT BACK INSIDE THE HOLE
WITH A THICK HEAD AND A THICKER SKIN
STUTTERING THROUGH THIS WRETCHED PASSAGE

WATCH THE CHILDREN PLAY
IN THE GARDEN OF HATE
JUST ANOTHER WAY
TO PASS THE DAY

GIVE OR TAKE, BUILD OR BREAK – IT EVENS OUT IN THE END
DON’T YOU KNOW THAT WELL, BUT YOU STILL PRETEND
TO WEAR YOUR MASK AND PLAY YOUR CARDS
WITH HANDS THAT ARE SOILED

PRAYING TO THE GODS AND THE DEVIL
HOPE IT KEEPS YOU IN TOUCH WITH THE ORIGINS OF MAN
AND WITH THE TIMES WHEN OUR SPIRITS ROAMED FREE
AWAY FROM THE CLUTCHES OF TYRANNY

RAINY DAYS
CAN'T PLAY TODAY
MUST FIND A WAY
TO PASS THE DAY
Track Name: Stalebait
DON’T KID YOURSELF
YOU’RE WIDE ASLEEP
CHAINED TO YOUR REALITY

THERE’S A VENOM FLOWING DEEP
LIKE AN OCEAN RIPPING THROUGH
IF THERE IS FEAR, IT’S ONLY YOU
LOVE – HATE – STALEBAIT

LOOK AT YOURSELF
YOU’RE TRIPPING BALLS
STILL CHAINED TO YOUR REALITY