turn inside out, it is time
to gather around, it is not time
to feel her out, but down to the knees and
rip your flesh into pieces
lies her in vain, waiting the call
but all around, all appalled
show it no fear, indimidated
for the piercing eyes thrust through her
how dare you assasinated your inner child
her happiness was your happiness
how dare you slaughtered your own inner child
her happiness is now your loneliness
look down and up, see the saint
covering up, the Satan within
he burst to tears; slithers out
stab the last living heart
without any doubt
slip in to see the horrors begin
and unleash the only dark within
she burst to fears, slumps inside
get stabbed in her mind
losing her life
how dare you assasinated your inner child
her happiness was your happiness
how dare you slaughtered your own inner child
her happiness is now your loneliness
turn inside out, it is time
to gather around, it is not time, yet
Culled from unreleased recordings from her recent "Light Sleep" and "Voice Hardcore" releases, Hiromi Moritani's latest showcases the softer, less harrowing side of Phew’s sound Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 2, 2020