The Gloom In The Corner - You Didn’t Like Me Then (You Won't Like Me Now) (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

Описание: You Didn’t Like Me Then (You Won't Like Me Now) by The Gloom In The Corner
Chapter 2 the new LP ‘Royal Discordance’, coming February 27.

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PRODUCED by Jonathan Dolese and The Gloom In The Corner
MIXED & MASTERED by Jonathan Dolese
ADDITIONAL VOICE ACTING by Raine Alexandra
ALBUM ARTWORK by Sam Mayle

DIRECTED by Shades of Blue Media & The Gloom In The Corner
EDITED by Shades of Blue Media
STARRING: Raine Alexandra, Nikita Scott, Lochie Carey
MAKEUP & HAIR by Alicia Mackay & Chelsea Goodie
BTS PHOTOGRAPHY by Art & Zip Ties
DIR. ASSISTANT - Nicholas Davies
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“Hi Discordants!
A big thank you to everyone who’s subscribed in the
Last 6 months to the Gloomtreon.
Just remember - knifing a Baphicho soldier never really hurts anyone!”

Darling, I… I… I got a death kink,
Or a deathwish, I can’t tell which.
When you fucks drop; I get off.
Molotov Queen - got a tongue like a guillotine.
(Aim low, swing high)
No I'm not your favourite, no I’m not your type.
I’m hated by the high and loved by the low;
I bet you hate that I love my throne.

‘Cause I drag bodies ‘round behind me where I go
They don’t bother me now, bother me now.
‘Cause I know I will never-ever cleanse my soul,
And why would I, why would I?

Been kicked down, but I’m getting up.
You can keep goin’, you know I like it rough.
The more pain you give, the more I want.
You only win, darling, when I give…

Up! Like fire
I’m defiant, I ain’t giving in.
No, the blades you hold can’t break my skin.
Can’t crack this gold heart of mine.
The fire you burn won’t burn as bright.

And I’d peel my skin away to show you how I’m made.
You wouldn’t get it anyway; aversion’s your forte.
You want me dead and that’s okay, ‘cause I’m a far cry from your ways.
Just know I feel the same…
(About you ‘cause)

I drag bodies ‘round behind me where I go;
They don’t bother me now, bother me now.
And I know I will never-ever cleanse my soul,
And why would I, why would I?

You didn’t like me then? You won’t like me now.
I’ve got a swing that you can’t break.
You’ll back away for your own sake.
Darling, I’m your star like the body on a murder scene.
I’m a raging fire fit for a Queen.

You didn't like me then, how you like me now
Blithely kicking in your fuckin' head? ‘cause I:
Sleep among the dead, in bloody sheets,
‘Cause I like to wear my enemies – feel me?
Dressed to kill, I look my best puttin' holes in your fuckin neck.

‘Cause I drag bodies ‘round behind me where I go.
Yeah, they’re pilin’ up hey? They’re pilin’ up hey?
And I will never-ever cleanse my soul…
Won’t cleanse my soul.

I drag bodies behind me where I go,
And I’ll never, ever cleanse my soul.
Back away slowly, I know you won’t try me;
I’m a raging fire fit for a Queen.

With a death kink, or a deathwish, I can’t tell which.
Molotov Queen, tongue like a guillotine.
I'd be happy to set you alight,
Set you alight.
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“It’s funny how fast 6 months goes by, and how so much changes. With Daemonum- Australis being Ground Zero for the Apocalypse, we were quickly cut off from the rest of the world. Not even New Zealand wanted to help out. Thanks for nothing Peter Jackson - you and your hobbits can shove it up your shires.

Being isolated meant we were to fend for ourselves, and for a while there, we were in shambles. The Second Reign ruled the land with more ferocity than before, and people were terrified to show any doubt toward our new demonic King. All planes were downed, ships sunk - there was no getting in or out, which meant someone inland had to rise to the occasion if we were to stop him. That responsibility, we soon found, fell to me! Clara Carne, the Molotov Queen, leader of the resistance, The Royal Brigade. It was terrifying at first - leading demons is so much easier than leading people, but I’d like to think we were making some headway, finally pushing the tide back in our favour or however the saying goes. Even Sherlock became a (slightly) better cook when putting together food for the troops. He still sets himself on fire occasionally; chalk it up to occupational hazards.

We did have one big issue though, and that issue came in the form of our old one-eyed pal, Julian Oscar Hardy. You probably know the bald fuck as “Jay” though.”
• Clara Carne, the Molotov Queen of the Royal Brigade
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