ahhh
Well baby I was the first
Your flesh won’t stop my curse
Don’t worry my pretty flower
No use can’t stop my power
ahhh
Blood Feast
I know it hurts
Just let me feed
Blood Feast
Guitars so jagged you could cut yourself on them and sneering spoken/sung lyrics make “Red Dirt” a post-punk powerhouse. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023