Mr. Bungle

Carry Stress In The Jaw

Powder grinding mouthfull Pull the day from the

nocturn Sonimloquist is the nightmare's song "In

the multiplied objects of the external world I had

no thoughts but for the teeth... And of Berenice,

I more seriously believed that All her teeth were



Thoughts.. The white and ghastly spectrum of the

teeth... Meditations were never pleasurable... The

phantasma of the teeth maintained Its terrible

ascendency" (Poe) Lock into bitten dreams

perfectionist Break like a child's mouth