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The Theatre

from Wendigo by Deerstalker

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Discharge from your skin, it feels like burning air.
The coolant of the sky, she's cartoned it up on shelves.
We're a type-set society and we make your gravity.

Reminded every day by the scars across your face.
Reminded of a time when you prayed for a better day.

Plays her cards real close, 'til I rip them from her chest.
You'll notice what she gets in the light of the burning sun.
Ship past my stigmata, as if the devil left the deep blue sea.
As if he turned it all to grey just to keep you on your throne.
Just to keep you on your throne.

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from Wendigo, released July 30, 2012

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Deerstalker Belfast, UK

Formed in 2011. Heavy guitar based melodic rock 3 piece from Belfast, UK. Here to sink your battleship. Best played loud.

"As instant as it is ridiculously well honed, their music reveals a three-piece soon to be rewarded for their fearless, forward-thinking approach to songwriting." - BBC Across The Line

"One of the country's most inventive young rockers." - The Thin Air
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