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My Music Scares Me
01:53
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My music scares the shit out of me!
I've never seen anything as deep as the captivating vacancies I left behind
I wish I'd seen but I was blind to
I've started a new life
I don't wanna fuck it up this time
But my music scares the shit out of me!
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Mother Heaven
03:12
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You never felt those feelings that you're feelin' before me
I'm Mother Heaven and you came up in my nursery
(x4)
Pound the Earth and scream and play
This is the most important thing
And every day that you forget to do it is a fucking waste
Pound the Earth and scream and play
This is the most important thing
And every day that you forget to do it is a fucking waste
I'm a pastel dream less oblique than the themes of Mother 3
Less likely to say the right thing than it is to come overseas
Those tides carry my babbling speech it's travelling East and
Bleaching minds with my vaccine
I'm the last thing that you see right before your life goes topsy-turvy
I'm turbulence, I am the roughest of seas
Full of massive beasts and some Lovecraftian things
Done enough crafting to get you drafting
Sweating bullets while I'm having fun, relaxing
Waving at spirits passing
Rest in Peace to Doom this doomer lays her hat down
The metal face's points were always just an upside-down crown
Never needed Gods to die for skies to clear for me to fly
Would rather lift as many up as possible and shadow-dance upon the meadows
Playfully, platform stilletos cascade cross a wooden floor
Memories I'll hold for sure and so much more we have in store
I explore and I implore you do the same because
The more that you decay the more you'll hate yourself one day
Pound the Earth and scream and play
This is the most important thing
And every day that you forget to do it is a fucking waste
Pound the Earth and scream and play
This is the most important thing
And every day that you forget to do it is a fucking waste
Memories I'll hold for sure and so much more we have in store
I explore and I implore you do the same because
The more that you decay the more you'll hate yourself one day
You never felt those feelings that you're feelin' before me
I'm Mother Heaven and you came up in my nursery
(x2)
Pound the Earth and scream and play
This is the most important thing
And every day that you forget to do it is a fucking waste
Memories I'll hold for sure and so much more we have in store
I explore and I implore you do the same because
The more that you decay the more you'll hate yourself one day
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The Bitch In Gold
01:42
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Grew up lovin' silver but I look so fucking good in gold
Never been so good at doin' what I'm told
Didn't grow up super hood I was a good girl for the most
But I ran with all the blokes who back at home were getting choked
And hit the smoke to cope or sold it to be more than broke
Started up when keeping up with everything proved overdose
Feels like I was comatose for most of all my waking days
Now I watch the glitter in a haze, helps the malaise, yeah I
Grew up lovin' silver but I look so fucking good in gold
Grew up lovin' silver but I look so fucking good in gold
I just wanna fuck around with origami money folds
Thought I could depend upon the ones who said they cared the most
Seeing more from those who treat this life like it is just a joke
Reinburse themselves and all the closest when you play it close
Keep it double-breasted cause I can't afford my chest exposed
Gave it up too easy now it's hard to tell a friend from foe
Let it flow and see who's at the funeral--then you'll know
Grew up lovin' silver but I look so fucking good in gold
Grew up lovin' silver but I'll look so fucking good in gold
When they lay me in my casket, vision of a centerfold
Vain and shallow was my name became my game because the frame
Of mainstay society lays waste to anything interesting
And leaves us clinging to the bling they jingle
In our faces, all the places we can eat a nd all the lights that we can see
And all the prices that get hiked when you afford them oh I see why I
Grew up lovin' silver but I look so fucking good in gold
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Soothespeak (ft. Vizier)
02:20
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Batten down the hatches here's where no one passes
Get 'em off their asses and avoid the flames, unless the dab reclaim
Looks like molasses
Reaching for the torch I scorch away another paycheck
And a pain I couldn't process and a way to lift the processing power
I can maintain
Scorched just like the Earth, that's been my policy
From every time they taunted me or fucked with me
So are you feeling lucky that I'm soft and tough?
Never knew how much I needed crutches just to walk
The pain keeps shooting every step I take and if I break it's not your fault
The glass is full of salt
Won't someone come and check up on me?
I know I'm no fun but for sympathy
I can lick your cuts, we can be friendly but
All I have is the soothespeak
Fallen from grace I'm fallen from grace I'm (x8)
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Manic Pixie Nightmare
02:01
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Every single night I have the same bad dream
Where everyone I used to love still loves me
And they're begging me not to wake up again
But if I trust them then I'm better off dead
(x2)
Trapped inside my neverending manic pixie nightmare
Having to be strong enough to deal with me is not fair
Being 'round me long enough will throng you with the grey hair
Hey at least we match, 'cause that's the natch when you're afraid, there
Used to be a side of me that I'd never expose
Something never diagnosed because I had my mouth shut closed
And only talked around the issues till they floated to the surface
Maybe now I'll live my life on purpose and try to deserve it
Every single night I have the same bad dream
Where everyone I used to love still loves me
And they're begging me not to wake up again
But if I trust them then I'm better off dead
Only seem to see things in my sleep after a couple drinks
I loosen up to be a little more myself, but then I think
About everything I forget in-between the funny times
And God I'm fucking glad that I'm loving this life... because
Every single night I have the same bad dream
Where everyone I used to love still loves me
And they're begging me not to wake up again
But if I trust them then I'm better off dead
(x2)
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Yangire!!!
01:35
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Fine until I'm fuckin' crazy, yangire!!!
(x2)
Switch it up 'cause my mind is spinnning like a hurricane
No pain no gain, but still reeling from all of the change
Morphin' like a mighty fuckin' Ranger, still dangerous
Ryuuguu Rena in the motherfuckin' cut! --Yaa Motha'!
BLEED 'EM OUT (x8)
Fine until I'm fuckin' crazy, yangire!!!
(x2)
Black Hanekawa on attack
My whole set is like a stack, we go rack rack to rack
Putting bullets into brains front to back back to back
Alucard on the track it go blatt blatt blatt blatt!! --Yaa Motha'!
BLEED 'EM OUT (x8)
Fine until I'm fuckin' crazy, yangire!!!
(x2)
Diclonius flows, had you chosen to go for the throat
You would still be dead down in the moat
I own all your friends and your foes and your favorites
Annie Leonhardt I'm the Titan who stands where you languish
BLEED 'EM OUT (x8)
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Ouroboros
00:59
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I go 'round and 'round and 'round
Then I think I spiral out
Until I come back around a-round
And I'm right back where I first began
Always encircling this span
Expediting, to end up right in
The very same place
I go 'round and 'round and 'round
Then I think I spiral out
Until I come back around a-round
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Rosenstock told me that "love is worry"
So I must not be in love no more 'cause I ain't worried
In a hurry to be done with everything
Always waiting for the rip--tear the bandaid off a bitch
Treat myself like I'm a little kid
Because everything is scary and I cannot deal with it
Can't be trusted 'cause I trust to easily
Empathy is gonna be the death of me
I guess that's fair because I kinda wanna die
Every minute feel I have to prove myself to stay alive
I have to be justified, otherwise
I'm just taking up your time--you care more for yours than I
The tide receeds and leaves me bleeding on the beach
Let the birds come and rip me piece from piece
Shit me out over the ocean, the ocean
Please return my soul to the ocean
Please return my soul to the ocean
Sickening, the kind of things that run across my inner screen
The happenings and energies collapsing into symmetry
A honing of vibrations into tending to libation
My creations are the product of the manic inspiration
And I can't control it, not gonna pretend like I can
I have never been that good and I have never been a man
I have never had a feeling like I'll make it to the end
But I'm trying all I know to stay as long as I can
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Not on my watch, not on my watch, not on my watch, not on my watch
No one leaving~ No one leaving~
I'll give give what I can, don't leave, don't leave
You don't have to end, I believe, I believe
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