Hell's Carousel 1 by Ispank

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Hell's Carousel 1 by Ispank - Stripped Acoustic Primitivism; Full Cinematic Noir music cover art

Hell's Carousel 1

Ispank

Stripped Acoustic Primitivism; Full Cinematic Noir

0:003:20
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**Chorus**
Temple Suprematism version Arrangement notes
Preambles to take to Hasten, Vowel, Wish, & Blood
Every Felder is slow-tune
Tempo's in summer, oh!
Friends are hidden in faith
No record, he's pressed, it's leftist thriller
He places plates where record is back in
Hell eyes rain down
Just like jury verdict
Warden's grid
Shows the dark is infinite
You ask me how
How isn't this real
See the streetlights shine on Reaper's newest kill
Sirens scream, muzzle flash, blood paints the alley
Dark spark & time, like a shotgun ballet
Lip nose wheel, yo, cock back, hit the target
Windows roll down, goodbye
Desperate idiot
You can't see now
Can't breathe now
Bullet wire sings, hell's door is opening
Ready for the hell house to drag you down
Bound after round, the bullet close
When will it stop, the devil knows
The ground breaking, cracking, an opening mouth
Hear the hell house growl
Ready to drag you down
Laying dead in the alley
Slayed by the bullet ballet
Demons never get caught
With your body displayed on the asphalt
Front door splinters, bull hits, welcome home
She's got a .22, with a heel on your throat
Fuck you, Echo, while the canines swallow
See how lights on their eyes shine like Judgement's halo
Stars making knots and the city's a furnace
A penny in the gutter, not even
a penny in the gutter