THE PISSER

« When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark»

«You'll Never Walk Alone» (Trad Arr.)


THE PISSER prolongs the agony until the prevailing crisis point brings release in the form of humiliation, solitude and an river of piss.