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Heretics

by Ghost Cuts

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1.
”X-acto blade to my tongue? Our father’s words will still beat you up. Full capacity of your lungs? The screaming just gets me off” A smirking face and impact quotes In a junk heap it just sticks right out One’s down. One walks right off Demonize him. Lift him up. The same scene so often Always repeat hypotheticals “If I say ‘that’s awful’ will you say ‘man, you’re redeemable’?“ The same scene so often Always repeat hypotheticals “If you say ‘you’re awful’ we’ll say the shameless are infallible.”
2.
Freedom 04:20
Night freeze As blown headphones haunt A dying wire bored of the punk Thumbs through Tattered sweater sleeve holes Reciting useless cut-up prose Freedom Comes when you succumb to fear And scene… Closed curtain behind Alone on stage ‘neath the spotlight Don’t move Or catch that critic’s eye The pen clicks the beat of your demise Freedom Comes when you succumb to fear They all say, “It’s time for Semplica Girls” Strung up they sway Face your fate It’s a madman brandishing knives Poking your pace
3.
Freaking Out 05:13
See them age Care dissolves No regard For youth’s mortality See them brace For the fall Hand in hand With their eyes all glazed and I’m thinking… Why aren’t they all just freaking out? See them pray Between four walls No regard For past hypocrisy See them wake Then act appalled If they can’t die In relative luxury and I’m thinking… Why aren’t they all just freaking out?
4.
Trip 04:52
The urge hits To burn all that you thought you were As lies held, now slip Plagiarists Are gathered in the gymnasium Clumsily entwined Don’t your Memories seem infinite? But how long will her Gold hair Haloed by the slipping sun Cut in your mind’s eye? We collide Then fuse Sever to separate
5.
Moon 04:07
Suddenly I woke Vacant, alone With shocks from the tips Of my fingers Oh… Frozen is the moon A filmstrip of all horrors Is projected on its surface But we’ll blame it on the moon It’s not in the text It’s what’s in the heart Scalpel in hand Trust me to cut Oh… Frozen is the moon A filmstrip of all horrors Is projected on its surface But we’ll blame it on the moon The sun slipped away Dripped blood, pencil grey A torn palimpsest stapled to exposed brain A soft, sullen scream In waves and in dreams Don’t know what you love ‘Til your hate splits your seams So long, so long We stare at the moon praying it will just leave So long, so long An infinite loop of this film’s all we see
6.
Joan 04:37
Waking up Defiance in my heart It could be love But I don’t hear her pulse Vacancy’s my verse A policy reversed The jig is up Divided then devolve Faded sign My feet into the fire Hey, Joan have you heard? Divided we all burn My divine is a law that’s only mine and if wrong I shall burn Then I will surely burn Frame it all Like I can’t see your words Corrupt? Well, I’m no worse Faded sign My feet into the fire Hey, Joan have you heard? Divided we all burn My divine’s a law that’s only mine And if wrong I shall burn Then I will surely burn
7.
Clean 04:24
The pursuit only leads to learned outcomes But that low grade fatigue trips you up Unclean But the feeling never seems to come Unclean And the only result is to numb Chasing ghosts as a non-believer Nothing’s there Yeah, nothing’s there Delusions that you’ll see me better when I’m gone Oh, when I’m gone Well, I’ll stay clean if you’re clean Up until we’re fading Oooh… You’ve felt a moral obligation to Swiftly burn up your baton Unclean But it all just never quite feels done Unclean It was all once slipping from your tongue Chasing ghosts as a non-believer Nothing’s there Yeah, nothing’s there Delusions that you’ll see me better when I’m gone Oh, when I’m gone Well, I’ll stay clean if you’re clean Up until we’re fading Oooh…
8.
Talk 05:02
In the dust Metallic grey The particles of everyone I love Dissipate We could sleep Forevermore And it would feel precisely as it did Before we were born A poisoned field They lied prostrate Dialog dripped with the fear of lust And pre-destined fate As she dreamed He just moaned, “The heretics grit roses ‘tween their teeth And we’re just bored” But who talks like that anymore Who talks like that anymore “The light you seek can become your thief”? Who talks like that anymore

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Sophomore record from the Wisconsin based Post-Punk band, Ghost Cuts.

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released January 13, 2023

Ghost Cuts is Jackson Kesy, Craig Johansen, and Chris Biertzer.

Recorded by Greg Norman at Electrical Audio Recording in Chicago, Illinois.

Mixed by Greg Norman.

Mastered by Matthew Barnhart and Chicago Mastering Service.

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Ghost Cuts Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Ghost Cuts is a post-punk band from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Formed in the summer of 2013 by singer and guitarist Jackson Kesy and bassist Chris Biertzer (formerly of Canyons Of Static), they were joined by Craig Johansen (formerly of Alligator Gun) on Drums later that same year. They’ve since recorded two studio albums, 2016’s Silence is Violent, and 2023’s Heretics. ... more

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