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Ghoulish Sex Tape

by KHA!

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1.
Wise Souls 02:52
we’re told to despise the worms and their nonsensical stories make fun of their tinfoil hats spit on their anxiety but the ones who tell us so praise a weak alternative instead of conspiracy theories “One must believe the official truth” Why do your fear your government? Are you some kind of jerk? There ain’t no evil powers! evil minds do not exist! We spend our lives in our circle Telling ourselves we’re the best We eat each other feces And say that they taste the best! Why would the newspapers lie? Are you a fucking moron? Don’t ever question your government Or you’ll end up like Robert!
2.
Family First 03:05
Charlie woke up to the sound of the cutlery stabbing big pieces of meat His brother’s melted, his blood now’s a pudding served as a delicious dish The family is feasting and celebrating the art of dismemberment Grandpa taught Charlie never to question the art of the ritual (have a meatball!) Daddy taught Charlie all the commandments grandpa had taught dad The ritual possesses the mind of its makers who don’t remember that They were the once who made all the rules They decided to start drinking blood The head of the ones who forget the commandments is used to mop the floor Praise to the glory of Jesus To his flesh and to his blood Praise to the glory of Jesus Can’t wait to taste his scalp A lovely dinner scene A beautiful daydream Never question our ritual Our ritual means purpose and love Always keep our ritual Away from the dangers of the world Live by the rules of the ritual Swallow your doubts and your fears Whoever questions the ritual Must be forced to kneel
3.
Travelers 02:51
Why can’t you just let me go?! I built my walls here and furnished my rooms I filled the air with dust, steel and hope Oh my dear pals now it’s time, I must go I’m off to eastern Europe looking for new bones Why can’t you just let me go? Certainties weaken your will of power Don’t miss the chance to reinvent yourselves Craft a new outfit every single day Jump off the cliff to spread your wings You can’t call it freedom if it chains other people’s lives To a constant instability, that sucks their whole life dry You only care about the action, not about the consequence You anesthetized your conscience and left people starve to death Praise the great invisible, never-dying, caring hand Just leave it alone, don’t interfere with its plan Praise the great invisible, never-dying, caring hand Let its dirty fingers play, with your neoliberal butt
4.
Robert 03:44
Robert has taken Me and our sons To a place close to nowhere A place they don’t know I hear him screaming He says they will come They’re gonna rape our children And substitute us all The monsters we’re dealing with Are Satanic pedophiles At least that’s what he said Before duct-taping our mouths The master has dropped a message We must respond to his call! It started with a video That said we’re controlled By a congregation of predators That worships the devil My Robert changed To a man I didn’t know He would chase me to make me See one of his videos The time has come I must Defend my family The sirens pierced his senses And he said “If you want fire, then I’ll give you fire!” He said “you won’t take my children, ‘cause they need my fire, my truthful fire!” The truth can’t resurrect him For he’s sure that the truth’s a lie shaped by higher powers The sirens turned into gunshots and he died saying “I must protect my fire!”
5.
My Only Love 04:35
Baby can’t say what I don’t want her to say I used all my power to turn her into clay And now I can decide whether she can speak or not ‘cause if I want I can erase her mouth But sometimes she still feels Like a real human being Her eyes run away Thought they should stare at me And God she makes me so mad That goddamned bitch And I Know she deserves My righteous fist There’s a big scar On her cheek A lovely painting That I made Baby had questioned my severity Had to remind her she must obey me I have patience But that witch Loves to tease and sadden me She asks me “why do you do this to me!?” She knows why, she knows I’m right Baby tied my wrists and ankles to the bed and now she stares at me I shout, scream and cry but she does not want to set me free Baby packed her things and tells me that she’s about to leave She looks concentrated while pointing a loaded gun at me
6.
My Hands 02:39
my hands just don’t get it they keep on getting dirty they party with microbes sperm and feces I never really see The dirt’s all over me But my thoughts tell me My hands are dirty That’s why I need to (wash them) At least 200 fucking (times) Every single fucking (day) Until my skin starts to (bleed) I must always (remember) All the things that I’ve (touched) Before washing (my hands) For I need to clean (them all) Day 341 I’m still locked inside my room My old friend OCD Loves to keep me company My prison’s made of soap And the guards are my own thoughts But something that’s inside me Tells me “come on man get up Touch all your dirty clothes Touch the trash and touch your hair The dirt will set you free Fight your goddamned OCD” I can’t waste my life away Spending every single day Making sure my hands are clean Go to hell damned ocd Oh beautiful mud Come cuddle my hands Show them it’s ok to get dirty and dance with germs Ataraxia Ataraxia Ataraxia Ataraxia My hands don’t need to bleed In order to be clean Hateful OCD I won’t let you win With the power Of my will I’ll defeat you I’ll be free again With the power Of the dirt
7.
Breadcrumbs 03:12
The concrete meets the fury Of my jaw and my lungs ‘Been riding for nine hours Delivering fried pig insides My breath must be fast My legs must seek speed And the asphalt wants to welcome me While a symphony begins The leeches have demanded my obedience To the sacred laws of time and speed Going faster for a better pay 2 breadcrumbs for each delivery I rush to the take the train I had no time to buy a ticket I hold on to my bike as I am still trembling I see a ticket inspector moving fast towards me I know where the money a gained today will go Dodge the car Ride faster
8.
Piles of wet clothes Giant Totems That aren’t sacred at all As soon as Someone tries to Take them away from me They become sacred Leave them there! Is it so hard to understand? A collection of valueless jewels Express my own true desire To become the king of this land Made of 200 dirty dishes My son was sick of living buried In a pyramid of skirts He would swim through the debris Just to find something to eat (So he left) You kept saying I had to change Get rid of all golden jewels you were a threat to my kingdom So I locked you out Worms, socks, tea pots stay with me!

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Ghoulish Sex Tape is the first full length album published by Noise Rock band KHA! The trio formed in Milan in the first months of 2019.

The less than 30 minutes long record is shaped by the frenzy and dissonance expressed in the Noise Rock and Hardcore tradition, and features destabilizing, energetic and anxious songs that are meant to be listened in a row as a cathartic experience.

The lyrics explore themes ranging from mental illness to the issues of social and economic exploitation that characterize our times and the songs are narrated through first person story telling of hoarders, paranoid individuals and ruthless capitalists.

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released January 18, 2023

All songs written and produced by KHA!
Recorded by Diego Castioni at Cabot Cove studio, Bologna
Mixed by Fabio Intraina and Marco Caproni at Trai Studio
Mastered by Fabio Intraina at Trai Studio, Inzago (Mi)
Cover’s Painting by Noah Garrett Wing
Artwork of the lyrics and the set-list by Alice Porro

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Noise rock trio with a taste for dissonance, tormented lyrics and frantic rhythms.

Hailing from Milan, Italy




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