I was there on the mountain
No one knows the story then
I hear whispers of an old voice
Rising up the mountain
Like a ghost from a distant past
I feel the chill upon me
I hear the ghost calling my name
Beckoning me for the change
He said boy you've got to change your ways
Let go of your past
Let go of your rage
I hear the wind through the trees
Blowing over the mountain
Calling me home
I hear whispers of an old voice
Rising up the mountain
Like a ghost from a distant past
I feel the chill upon me
I hear the ghost calling my name
Beckoning me for the change
He said boy you've got to change your ways
Let go of your past
Let go of your rage
I hear the wind through the trees
Blowing over the mountain
Calling me home
As has (rightfully) already been said elsewhere, this band and album are "absolute fire."
Despite the doom-gloom cover art, this type of rock music is a positive force. Especially without vocals, which for me is a bonus. Dale Lloyd
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016