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The Numbing Warmth of Your Mother's Womb

from Le roi est mort by willibald

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There is nothing to get here
Only fog and side alleys
Mountains of pigeons and shit filled lairs

The tentacles start lurching
Suckling on your synapses
Like old dukes on wartime stories

There is nothing to get here
Only mire and wastewater
Corroded thoughts drifting away

You still haven't given up
A weary mobster slinging his gun
In a no-nonsense manner

Fabricating the world
Underneath the world

There is nothing to get here
Only dust and dried saliva
Stomach ache, phantom limb

You just remember tiny strips
Technicolor painted scenes
This is where you’ve come to

It’s the soothing kindness of a ritual
It’s the well-known quiet of a hide-out
It’s the numbing warmth of your mother’s womb
It’s the numbing warmth of your mother’s womb!

Fabricating the world
Underneath the world

He was decayed vegetable left in the fridge
He was forgotten trash behind the cellar door
He was a throbbing heart
He was an oxidised can beside the bedside table
It was just too much to process
It was just too much to process

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from Le roi est mort, released March 13, 2020

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willibald Bern, Switzerland

willibald's sound is a maelstrom of riot and love. You fall infinitely into the dark just to discover cheerful colour on the bottom of the well. Again and again. A whirl where you encounter infectious groove mixed with nervous noise. Sometimes it's directly lifted from the horrors of life, sometimes soothing and warm. Until the next noise erupts. ... more

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