The Horrorist aka Oliver Chesler

[JamieBall]

Flesh is the fever. Class A.


Let me take you into the future!
Deep into a different time.
Let me grip onto your face...
and bring you to this new place.

Super-social amphetamine.
The queer tune of control.
The panic disorder gripping...
the entire race has a whole.

Flesh is the fever of force...
and its the sound without remorse.
Rampant is the army of disease...
that brings you to your knees!

You cant believe everything you hear.
You cant believe everything you see.
The conspiracys ever growing...
and all you can believe in is me!

These are the things, the things to come.
These are the things, the things to come.

Can anyone else hear the distinctive sound of Keats endlessly rotating in his grave.....?

DIRE !

When it comes to the horrorist, I've never "got it"

Having said that, without him there'd be no "one night in hackney" and no mention of "progressive electro house synthesis, mate" so I guess that (in a most tenuous manner) vindicates a certain aspect of his career. Probably.