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Norma Jean- And There Will Be a Swarm of Hornets

norma jean. typicallly, i’m not into the meshuggahs or the norma jeans of the world. i like rock music, yes. i like different types of rock music. however, i’ve had a hard time getting into this particular brand. a while back i began perusing the web for music and encountered these guys. the first song i heard was ‘memphis will be laid to waste.’ i think i was more intrigued by the title than anything else. i wasn’t prepared for what i heard. it was brutal. i couldn’t believe i enjoyed it so much. here were these skinny guys hopping around maniacally and thrashing away at their instruments. the lead singer was grunting, squealing, and screaming (and prancing) with abandon. i explored further and discovered norma jean had worked with chino of the deftones. that’s how i was introduced to this album and this song. ‘memphis’ and this song, like ‘bleed’ by meshuggah, made me take notice. i was drawn in. i hope you’ll give it a shot. turn the sound up as loud as possible and steel yourself. it’s guaranteed fun. i recommend this because sometimes i want music that punches me in the chest. this song does that. hard. enjoy.

I built this destruction with my own hands and with my hands I will help pill it down.
And like the worker bees, silenced by that swear I’ll make a new home
String me up, just leave me here and I’ll find my way back home I swear
These are not the plans I made.
This is not that life I wanted
I don’t care.
Pull it down.
With broken bones and vital organs far from functional.
I am ruined.
Pull me down and I’ll find my way back home I swear.
What you can’t pull from me.
Peel from yourself
We know what we have to do.
Were not going anywhere.
With blooed stained glasses staring straight at me and just careless
With that lidless gaze I am ruined.
I need to be saved.
Pick me up and I’ll find my way back home I swear

-the skinny miracle