Race to the carnival where tokens are denied
Face up your general he'll take you for this ride
Looks like our weapons won't fire in the absence of air
They wage total war when the battlefield isn't there
But these pornographic fireworks & moralistic circle jerks
Are unmatched in their power to ensnare
Haste to the martyrdom and claim your virgin throng
Waste every part of them if smaller parts are wrong
Our people carry on their backs the weight of this brave front
Put up by those with some big game left to hunt
Watch em persecute disbelief imposing separation and grief
Wasting dollars skills and talent
Otherwise used to explore our time
You drop your grudge I'll drop mine
And we can plan for what's approaching from afar
I'm gonna listen to the things you say
Cause I would never have thought about em that way
& We can lead each other through the dark
But if the darkness you claim as your own
Because you have to give your evil thoughts somewhere to roam
Afraid of what your rescuers might find if they came
You gotta strike out from the center and expand your claim
credits
from Apostasy (י),
released November 14, 2012
(Music & Lyrics M. Shuwall)
Sounds like a great soundtrack for an America as crusty as the tiles on their album cover. Lush instrumentation, pulls you in hypnotically. Magilla Shuwall
My good friend Keith produced and engineered this one. Sounds like you're right there in the room headbanging along. Drives heavy and keeps it interesting. Magilla Shuwall
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