(And the) Hot Breath Rises Alternative Folk

Released January 20, 2020

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Composition

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James Fraser ("offthewall")
South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom
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Composition, guitars, bass, vocals, production.
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Tracy Hutchison ("xvpusw")
Illinois USA
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Lyrics
Pete Midipunk ("Midipunk")
Northern Kentucky USA
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Drums
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WillaWay Studio ("WillaWay")
USA USA
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Lead guitar breaks

Sound Recording

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James Fraser ("offthewall")
South Shields near Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom
Other releases
Composition, guitars, bass, vocals, production.
PLUS
Tracy Hutchison ("xvpusw")
Illinois USA
Other releases
Lyrics
Pete Midipunk ("Midipunk")
Northern Kentucky USA
Other releases
Drums.
PLUS
WillaWay Studio ("WillaWay")
USA USA
Other releases
Lead guitar breaks
Lyrics

(And the) Hot Breath Rises 

 

Gods and kings And lofty priests

Forever told them What to eat

How to dress And when to work

How to seed Their Mother Earth

 

Dirty peasants Everywhere

Told how to worship And what to fear

To their masters What gifts to bring

And when to kneel What songs to sing

  

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises

Their discontentment finely sown

 

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises As they stand up in the cold

As they stand up in the cold

 

Then one man He stands alone

With a golden heart And a fiery soul

The people slowly listen Through their stinging tears

For the gods and kings yeah This is what they've always feared

  

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises

Their discontentment finely sown

 

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises

As they stand up in the cold As they stand up in the cold

 

One by one They come together

Form a bond Yeah that's forever

This hoe this plough Will be a sword

To stand against The lofty hoards

 

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises

Their discontentment finely sown

 

And the hot breath rises

From the people down below

And the hot breath rises

As they stand up in the cold As they stand up in the cold 

As we stand up

In the cold