I feel the knives
Gripped in their hands
I feel the eyes
Roll in their heads
They think they smell old blood
up in the pines
But my minds as sharp
as my trusty ore
and I'm as young
as ever before
They wanna count my rings?
We'll they're free to try
They took my life
and filled up my head
the hands raised me up
then ripped me to shreds
They don't know nothin' bout
what I can do
I think the gods would love
what I can do
They are the wolves
but I am a man
They have their fangs
but I have my hands
So i will break their jaws tonight
The village is bright
but I've had my fill
and I've earned the right
to rule or be killed
not to sleep peacefully
under the snow
Into my new, old life
I go
Recorded on an iPhone, the four tracks on the new EP from Kiara NGL burst with both big feelings and gentle melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2022
Narratively focused art-pop from the British musician formerly known as East India Youth; features contributions from Brian Eno and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 22, 2024