Brownwall

Brownwall

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Brownwall episodes

  • Mold House
    Originally recorded in 2016 on The Wizard's Keys album The Jewelry Store in the Woods
    The minute you set foot in the driveway
    Your pupils dilate to hell
    This place is ridiculous
    This place is bursting with evil
    You're in the Mold House
    So keep your house in order
    you just can't be seen in here
    Mold House will eat your sons and daughters
    You're only a guest if you came here to bleed
    Mystical energies indeed
    Gotta feel my heart burst to feel alive
    Magical properties of this property
    No use in locking the door
    You're in the Mold House
    So keep your house in order
    you just can't be seen in here
    Mold House will eat your sons and daughters
    You're only a guest if you came here to bleed
    Well I've seen fire and I've seen rain
    I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
    Oh no
    Oh no not the mold
    It has a life of its own
    Mold House
    Mold House
    Mold House
    Mold House
    You're in the Mold House
    So keep your house in order
    you just can't be seen in here
    Mold House will eat your sons and daughters
    You're only a guest if you came here to bleed
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Keyboard, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    3 min
  • The Pope of Checkin' Shit Out
    Originally recorded in 2011 on The Wizard's Keys album The Cave Under Kickass Hill
    I'm the Pope of Checkin' Shit Out
    I'm the love that fuels your belief
    This is my one and only decree
    Rock and Roll in Heaven with me
    Donuts in the hole
    Feed my zeal every morning
    Getting fat on life
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm the Pope of Checkin' Shit Out
    I'm the love that fuels your belief
    This is my one and only decree
    Rock and Roll in Heaven with me
    I'm the Pope of Desire
    I'm the Pope of the Fire
    I'm the Pope Clad in Leather
    I'm the Pope of the Fire
    I'm the Pope of Checkin' Shit Out
    I'm the love that fuels your belief
    This is my one and only decree
    Rock and Roll in Heaven with me
    I'm the Pope of Checkin' Shit Out
    I'm the love that fuels your belief
    This is my one and only decree
    Rock and Roll in Heaven with me
    I'm the Pope of Desire
    I'm the Pope of the Fire
    I'm the Pope Clad in Leather
    I'm the Pope with Desire
    I'm the Pope of Desire
    I'm the Pope of the Fire
    I'm the Pope Clad in Leather
    I'm the Pope of Desire
    I'm the Pope of the Fire
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Bass
    4 min
  • Change the Night
    Originally recorded in 2014 on The Wizard's Keys album The Devil Made Me Say Yeah
    Musclebound oaf walks into my office
    Gonna save me from myself
    Save me from this all
    Yeah
    Gotta change the scene
    Change the...
    Night
    Night
    Night
    Yeah
    Devil man walks awfully close to normal
    Makes me doubt just who I am
    Am I real or portrait
    Yeah
    Gotta change the scene
    Change the...
    Miss a promise
    Lose the goddess
    Tempting furnace
    Miss a promise
    Lose the goddess
    Tempting furnace
    Dark math equation
    Sell my future
    Prophets beckon me
    For the sake of my own
    Yeah
    The Devil seems to want to make me say "Yeah!"
    Disregard the normal
    Speak right from the brimstone
    Yeah
    Gotta change the scene
    Change the...
    Night
    Night
    Night
    Yeah
    Gotta change the scene
    Change the...
    Miss a promise
    Lose the goddess
    Tempting furnace
    Miss a promise
    Lose the goddess
    Tempting furnace
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah...
    Devil man walks awfully close to normal
    Makes me doubt just who I am
    Am I real or portrait
    Yeah
    Am I real
    Or am I portrait
    Gotta change the scene
    Change the...
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Guitar, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    4 min
  • Western Most
    In the hands of the modern shogun
    A most dangerous tool
    And the more you use it
    The more it uses you
    And the dynamite lights its fuse
    Bend the laws of man
    Bend the laws of will
    Take it to the Western Most
    And never use it again
    And the way you know it’s impossible
    In the eyes you used to know
    The way you see your friend
    The way they lose the script
    In the time their facade cracks
    What once was an essential mood
    Has been traded for the juice
    Watch it capture them
    The way it voids the light
    And fight the urge yourself
    Take it to the Western Most
    And never use it again
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Bass, Keyboard, Vocals
    3 min
  • Graystone Days
    Busy in Graystone Days
    Keep the fire on burn
    Where’s the proof
    That this is not terminal
    In the Sun
    In the warm
    In the making
    Earn the lasting impression above
    Wasted in Graystone Days
    Holed up from the reckoning
    I suffer in this alone
    This locked door my battleground
    In the Sun
    In the warm
    In the making
    Earn the lasting impression above
    Shine a light on Graystone Days
    Everything was for a cause
    History is so unkind
    To those who wanted more
    In the Sun
    In the warm
    In the making
    Earn the lasting impression above
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Keyboard, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Bass
    4 min
  • Warm and Stylish
    Animals can come and go
    Send them to the pity hole
    Reptiles are freed from under glass
    Where you’re going there’s no disco
    So hard to be free…
    Human beings and all their things
    So caught up inside their dreams
    Reptiles are freed from under glass
    Where you’re going there’s no disco
    So hard to be warm… and stylish
    Reptiles as they watch them writhe
    Hiss and scream with all their might
    The funky times are coming back
    Where you’re going there’s no disco
    So hard to be warm… and stylish
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Backing Vocals
    3 min
  • Ampules
    Like a capsule
    In the window
    It's shining
    To capture
    Achievement
    In sunlight
    The essence
    Among you
    Ampule
    Ampule
    You awaken
    With the hunger
    Of the potion
    That brought you
    They glisten
    In the dimness
    But instant
    Is your business
    The sleeping
    Is over
    The moon can
    Envelop
    You're smiling
    You know it
    The end is
    Far away
    Ampule
    Ampule
    In the morning they will gather and burn the day
    In the morning they will purge the newest blood
    In the morning they will sing of endless night
    In the morning they will circle all our pain
    The awakened
    Have the marking
    So easy
    To notice
    For the others
    I face you
    And feed you
    The ampule
    Ampule
    Ampule
    In the morning they will gather and burn the day
    In the morning they will purge the newest blood
    In the morning they will sing of endless night
    In the morning they will circle all our pain
    In the morning they will gather and burn the day
    In the morning they will purge the newest blood
    In the morning they will sing of endless night
    In the morning they will circle all our pain
    Steve Murphy - Drums
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Guitar
    4 min

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