Everlasting blue moments
Situations cathing faces
Stares so long
Situations feedbacking thougths
Eternity peacocks
Blue fade
My time is a tortoise
Slowly passing by
Static hum in cold doorways
Lonely echoes in hallways
Suddenly a step louder
Breaks the thought
Memento mori in a desolate place
Arrows, needles and thorns ascending from my hands
Symbols appearing in my face and horns eventually growing from my head
Trailblazing psych duo White Hills return with another batch of bottom-heavy stoner-y anthems submerged in 200 tons of guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 17, 2022