Behemoth - Brock Berrigan



     
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Behemoth Lyrics


Abandon me, a horror scene
A time storm, a pile up
Exterminate it, calculate it
Ricochet, smart bulletGet louder, get higher
Get true to form behemoth
Verify, storm of the eye
To detonate the fusionGet it, get it, get itBastards deformed
They're walking deadWrecking, dragging
Nagging, sagging
Blocking, cocking
Smoking, chokingGet louder, get higher
Get true to form behemoth
Intensity, it's hard to see
Diffusing the tune upGet it, get it, get itWrecking, dragging
Nagging, sagging
Blocking, cocking
Smoking, chokingGet louder, get higher
Get true to form, behemoth

Intensity, it's hard to see
Diffusing the tune upGet it, get it, get it

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

Brock Berrigan is the alias of a drunk-savant musician/producer out of Astoria, Queens. Berrigan dons a rooster mask in his photo shoots/music videos and spends the rest of his time alone, meticulously plugging away in his basement studio. Sure, the hip-hop cockerel mask adds an element of silly pretension, but in talking to Brock one can tell that the anonymous persona is less a stunt aimed toward gaining popularity through mystique than a self-conscious departure from his person. Brock doesn’t have to apologize for Brock or risk disapproval; he simply wants his listeners to enjoy the music.

Read more about Brock Berrigan on Last.fm.


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