Well this is it ...Album Complete... We have made our thirteenth track for "Trevor and Roger's 13 Stygian Tales".
True it did take us a little longer than we anticipated but heck who cares we had a great time doing it and I want to thank Casia,Andy Billy and J for making this such a fun and painless journey ...They really are a great bunch to work with and I hope we have more tunes in the pipeline.
As to what we do with the tracks now ..well we just don't know whether it's worth mastering for a CD hard release or keep to a project/band web page with downloads ... but they will be somewhere.
Here it is... a tale of madness and anarchy ... just another day then

.....Andy plays his usual really cool bass lines in this and is responsible for the crazy Twisted Funk middle section that works a treat.... Billy played his socks off... I usually keep one on .. but I cant play like Billy... J came back with superb keyboards thoughout but blew us away with the Moog and B3 in the mid..... and Cas.....well she was always there with the leather, the whip and an encouraging word

Anyway we hope you like it
Casia-Promotion (and whips)
Andy-Bass, Music for Mid
Billy-Electric Guitars
J- Keyboards
Ian- Vox, Drums, Production, Music, Lyrics
Burn the Asylum Down - Burrage 2010
Cremated souls
From the asylum stroll
Mischief on their minds
Bodies burnt
With lessons learned
Still hidden from the blind
Padded rooms
That once were tombs
For the twisted and the broken
Have been turned to dust
By furies lust
Bedlams gates are open
(ch)
Burn the asylum down boys
Burn the asylum down down
Lunacy is on the wing madness comes to town
Burn the asylum down boys
Burn the asylum down down
Fill yourselves with whiskey boys inhibition drowns
It drowns .........Let the bastard drown
The eye see's pain
A tongue to blame
Others for our failings
It's just the lost
who pay the cost
The flesh to feed our cravings
All locks are gone
A demons song
Is heard above the city
A time to hide
Or suicide
The devil has no pity
Tales of old
And hero's bold
Battling with time
Deadly sins
Where evil wins
Cut down in their prime
This is no joke
Inside the smoke
Ruptured lungs still calling
Shattered bones
Amongst the stones
Screaming out their warning