Dead Bands from Dead Bands by BEDSIT

A perfect moment etched in time.
A monolith mundane divine.
There’s no light outside you in my arms.

The universe collapsed embrace.
This density of love gave way,
To our tired diamond remains.

They bled their lives onto compact disk.
Their gift to give, blessed release.

Primal bonds formed of chaos,
Discover solace, ignite,
And put their microcosmic worlds to rights.

Burned a hole through silent thoughts.
Embers smoulder in a stranger’s heart.
Pass the torch we’ll all keep warm.

They bled their lives onto compact disk.
Enthralled in dreams, delirium abyss.
A heat to suffer cooling eclipse.
Their gift to give, blessed release.

Release…

• Grunge
• Rock
• alternative rock
• garage rock
• grunge punk
• post-shoegaze
• Hull