The Locust
ass gravity
Escape the trap of time.
The cage of material.
Enter Balance.
Acceptance of our cosmic right and their worldly wrong.
They are disease of this life.
Stolen.
When they see they can't live without her,
they will wish they hadn't fucked with her.
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- Molecular Genetics From the Gold Standard Labs
- Miscellaneous
- Plague Soundscapes
- New Erections
- The Locust
- Dynamite With a Laser Beam: Queen as Heard Through the...
- U.S. Pop Life, Volume 11: California Post Punk: Looking...
- The Peel Sessions
- The Locust / Melt-Banana
- The Peel Sessions LP
- Well I’ll be a Monkey’s Uncle
- Follow the Flock, Step in Shit
- Man Is the Bastard / The Locust
- Tribute to Depeche Mode