Dead Men's Theory
SAY GOODBYE - 26sec. 288Kb
I VS. BEAUTY - 29sec. 318Kb
DECENT ATEMPT - 32sec. 346Kb
MAKESHIFT LOVELIFE - 31sec. 340Kb
to never love again: say goodbye/eighty-eight was just a number/i now find myself hollow/i vs. beauty/decent attempt/makeshift lovelife/brickwall with no spine/broken home/sultan of brunei
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OHEV records

Credits due on TO NEVER LOVE AGAIN EP:
Guitar, Tom Rankine. Additional guitars on I vs. Beauty, Andrew. Lead Vocals, Bubba C. Back-up Vocals, Tom Rankine. Drums, Andrew. Bass, Tom/Andrew. Fart in the begining of I Now Find Myself Hollow and whistle in Sultan Of Brunei, Tom Rankine.

DEAD MENS' THEORY, To Never Love again - "Featuring members of Bird of Ill Omen, Dead Men’s Theory plays nine crazy, chaotic, hardcore songs with hints of grind/crust thrown in for good measure. Spastic percussion and bass, swirling metallic guitars, and vocals ranging from deep growls to high cackeling. Think Coalesce and Groundwork." -Lumberjack

The song Brickwall With No Spine appears on the Better Luck Next Time 7" compilation




Little Known Facts:

Henry Logan, older brother of drummer Andrew Logan, aided DMT on their first show at Club Q by operating the Dr. Rhythm and it's effects rack for before-and-after-song sound effects and victory marches.

DMT had no steady bass player. In fact, they've even played shows as a three-piece. First bassist was none other than Peter from Bird Of Ill Omen.



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Alternate Lyrics

(Decent Atempt)
Living Dead Romance (Bubba C.)
dead of night, nothing much’s dead at all
waiting here with you in disbelief
hear my heart as it pounds and speaks the truth:
when there's no more room in hell,
the dead will walk the earth
your dead and gone though it seems not
i loved you so i’ll walk away
they say your soul’s eternally damned
please just save me from this pain
wake up to the massacre
wake up to the living dead
they are eating my mom
make a dash for the door
and get the fuck out of here
i’m alive for now
i’ve gotta find a girl
i’ve gotta find a gun
have a living dead romance
gotta get out of this mall

(eighty-eight was just a number)
Crescent Moon (Bubba C.)
i believe in the alignment of the stars and all that shit,
but nothing explains just how i feel under the crescent moon light.
it seems just like paradise as i eat your dead baby. fucking go!