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The Drill

from The War Office by Monitors

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Classic 140g black 12” vinyl record in a printed sleeve. Featuring original artwork by the band themselves. This is a double EP release, featuring both The War Office and Notes from the Aftermath. Strictly limited edition of 200.

    All merch orders include digital downloads plus free bonus goodies, badges and stickers. This image is a mock-up, so actual colours might vary slightly.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The War Office via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics

Idolise, monochrome, canonise from the cornerstones
Visions of a silent reprieve
Polarise, simpatico, galvanise, what a way to go
Voices, voices came unto me

Prophets, our saviours, they offer favours for favours
Across the plains, over acres, shut the fuck up and dance
Sent for redemption, your catatonic intention
As anhedonia mentioned, it's categorically no

This is a high, this is a low, these are the reasons, oh say it ain't so

Nevermind, in repose, side to side, so it goes
Systems of design reappear
From time to time, calm to show, what resides in our hearts below
Torn between the distant the near

Prophets, our saviours, they offer favours for favours
Across the plains, over acres, shut the fuck up and dance
Sent for redemption, your catatonic intention
As anhedonia mentioned, it's categorically no

This is a high, this is a low, these are the reasons, oh say it ain't so

Mine eyes aglow, life in a doll's house
Long gone widow, no guide of my choice
God given laws to which we are prone
Habitual, blood ties to disown

As I walk towards, over the moon
On a silver screen in a darkened room
Show me life was once before
Touch, it burns our open sores
Speak of need, regard the charm that it brings
Behind these four walls I desire nothing
Cursing the firstborn, never amounted to nothing
A still-born, hollow remains, for shame
Await for the fallow in me

Mine eyes aglow, life in a doll's house
Long gone widow, no guide of my choice
God given laws to which we are prone
Habitual, blood ties to disown
This bed unknown seems not to be sound
Wired audio, keep company down
Cursing the firstborn, never amounted to nothing
A still-born, hollow remains, for shame

credits

from The War Office, released April 2, 2021
Written and composed by Emil Balic & Christopher Remick as ©Monitors.

Mixed by Emil Balic
Mastered by Jérôme Kremser

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Monitors Paris, France

A band built on friendship across three cultures, that’s the foundation for Monitors; settled in mainland Europe, they combine talent from Liverpool, Bihać, and Paris.

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