.Miracle DrugŌ
What is it? .Miracle Drug is the solo
project of a very musically gifted soul that believes in creativity and
individuality that is to your liking; not to impress others.
What does it sound like? .Miracle Drug doesn’t
have a real set sound or classification.
It mixes both industrial and techno/goth with a fun sing-songy dance
feel.
Where or when can I hear
it? .Miracle
Drug unfortunately has yet to release an album public ally but does have a few
demo tracks circulating here and there.
Also, the music is too complex to play live quite yet, but we’re not
backn’ down yet.
.News
10.06.2003 NEW EP OUT NOW!!! Our newest edition to the family is titled “An Ode To the Love
That Was Lost” and includes all new crimes against the music industry and all
that it stands for, however little that may be. Look for new MP3 to be added soon. Also see some poetry from our demented heads newly added to the
site.
09.20.2003
Still looking for new talent to add
to our collective. New songs created
for the tech-heads and even some for those Goth kids. Even more new songs on the way. Lyrics and poetry to be added to the page soon, so you all can
see hoe whack we think and yes we are nuts.
Keep comin’ back!
06.27.2003
We are still looking for a plethora
of talent to add to our collective. We
are especially looking for females that are willing to show their creative side
in vocals and such. If you are
interested please E-mail us.
Hugs! More tight shit coming
soon so keep in touch.
.Writings
Savior
to the Damned
I,
even I, am the LORD; and beside me there is no savior. Isaiah: 43-11
A deep dark odium of existence
and all that comes with. The only
release comes with consequence; taking a life is only a liberation of
another. Something near sympathy in
conceded faith. I toil in my
unrelenting hate. Waiting for fucking
fate, will I every find a place, detestation awaits, rejection takes its place,
mine is a sought after path and my life it will take.
Refutation
of all things holy. Brings exultance
unto all those who have sinned. An
attempt to rescue brought down only by ones own self-pity. Leaving hope and heed behind is the first
step into the life of mine. Friends;
half as many, enemies; twice more. I
only pour salt into this open sore. As
I close a door, open come two more.
Help me free myself from the trap I so well set. Love and life go hand in hand both put down
by a hurtful crash. Nothing will
last. Life goes by too fast.
.Links that
Jesus Supports!
.Where we get
our tight ass equipment!
.Bid on shit!
.Shop the Web!
E-mail us or not it really makes no difference
