A true story about the time one of our former bands was performing at a tattoo parlour in Ann Arbor, Michigan. It was there that we encountered the Great Beast. A frightening man/performance group involving real vomit, fake blood, real vaseline and a surreal amount of nudity. Then he stole our souls and now forces us to do his evil bidding for eternity.
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The vaseline spread on his hands, his beard, and on his face. You want to take a closer look, but take a step back and give him space. He's spewing noise and cheer, and blood and beer and vomit everyplace. Don't you look into his eyes, you might lose your soul to the Great Beast! The Great Beast? The Great Beast!
A wall of din comes from within his deep, dark, gutteral depths. He is the bi-product of biologic, laboratory tests. At first glance we had no chance to learn the secrets he concealed. On broken knees he accepted me, giving wounds that would never heal.
The Great Beast? The Great Beast!
Well, it's been a lifetime now since that fatefull day that we stumbled into town to see the Great Beast play. Now I'm bent and I'm broken and there's a sock where my soul should be. His power came with a price: we play his song for all eternity!
The Great Beast? The Great Beast!
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