Belly Of The Hopeless

by Ceiling Demons



Ceiling Demons return with a 6 track EP for Frux Tapes.
Order the limited cassette tape here:

Belly of the Hopeless deals a blow of northern grit and rawness, intertwined with the trip-hop/punk sensibilities of its Bristol-born producer Jonathan Swift of Outside Your House.

"Its mood is incredibly dark but like all good hip hop it commands you to listen to the story and the additional bleak production ensures the mood hits home.... already picking up support from Tom Robinson and Scroobius Pip amongst others"

Watch the stop motion animated video for Stones by Callum Scott-Dyson here:


released May 27, 2016

Words Ceiling Demons
Music & Production Jonathan Swift
Mastered by Faithful Johannes
Original artwork Tim Coomber
Design artwork Joe Keys



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Track Name: Stones
Starlight's heighten the heights of night-time
Rush with the rhythms, move in disguise
Nothing is hidden, it's all in position
Another transition
We end in the beginning
Swimming in empathy, sleeping on ceilings
Zoned into signs I'll be walking the lines
Between the planets and fires in orbital life
Remove the remorse that I've left behind
Sickened by thinking, wallow forbidden
We end in the beginning
My skeleton figure moves like the river
Near the danger, but removed from the picture
We sink like stones
Magnets react to the orchestra's flow
Laughing in melody, a choir of memories
Rolls through these lands
Now we sink like stones

Hollowed out corpses explored by torturous
Souls get caught in this whole world order it's cold and glorious, under the radius
Roll like Sisyphus
Taking the piss, poor pictures, trigger happy fingers
Slip of the tongue, twister, whisper
Smoke and mirrors, led by scriptures
Found by litter pickers
Pride and honour
Translates like horror
Stories graphic, debaucheries squalor
Follow the poisonous, swallow the seeds and see the trees grieve in the breeze
Tomorrow could see another deceased
We sink like stones.