Another ugly night, some kind of hell redefined
I split my tongue on your motor hum, but it’s all by design
So come a little bit closer, I need to feel your disease
You weren’t afraid when I called you over, you felt the beast in me
I see you comin’ down the line
Lookin’ like you’re some kind of prize
I don’t fancy my chances
But I know enough to take what’s mine
I didn’t want your number
I didn’t ask your name
You didn’t have any questions
but I’m so glad that you came, all the same
And it’s a burning not to be touched
Some sort of heaven aflame / insane
And what you’re bleeding is what I’m needing
But still I’ll watch you fall, all the same
Another ugly night, hell redefined by your hand
You split your tongue on this reptile scum; I serve at your command
You tell me to come closer, unafraid of what lurks in me
Coquettish smile as you beckon me over, clearly I’m not the only beast
supported by 5 fans who also own “I Don't Fancy My Chances”
So I can't leave a long enough review to say everything I want. But I will say this, I love this EP. It's a great little follow up to times, and has just enough of a dynamic shift in sound to prove that Smoulder isn't a one trick pony with their first album's formula. This one really plays up the 70s prog aspects (DUST and Manilla Road influences definitely shine through even harder here). It's still Smoulder, don't get me wrong. Just a different side in some ways, all of which are good. playfulpooka