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The rope is made of dreams and torments
All the wishes left to slowly ferment
Distill my hate and mix with tears
Mix the brew inside my fears
Bottle up until I have to vent

The wind is made of questions
The whistle like a cold suggestion
I hear them with my ears and
They couple with the years
That never explain the cruelest lessons

No answers for me on my bookshelf
All the paintings will hang themselves
I’ll hang on till there’s nothing left then
Hang on still with my last breath
Give me a rope and I

I will hang myself

And I’ll find the answers
And I’ll find the answers
And I’ll find the answers
Give me a rope and I’ll hang myself

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from The Lonely Road to Hel, released March 1, 2024

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Uncle Hauk Los Angeles, California

Almost every artist bio begins with grandiose acclamation, saying that the artist is the greatest and best thing ever. Hauk doesn’t care about being lauded with accolades or fantastic descriptions- Hauk cares about creating music without limitation and with no regard for convention. Too country for metal, too heavy for country, too punk for folk, too folk for punk, and always in your face. ... more

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