Dirty floors fly at last
Ash to air fire casts
Pulled by man from their core
Slave to him no more
Dirty face, a shattered mind
His life away the time clock's signed
At dawn he walks through the doors
Slave to them once more
Must our only option be
to build and raise high
The model of success in some
fortunate eye?
I'm holding out hope for all our people
Caught in the mire
That they can safely escape to nature
In case of fire
Dirt propelled Forming snow
Settles on the town below
Hold your mouth; don't inhale
Watch false idols fail
Dirty deeds, you've done them too
Not dirt cheap, the cost that's due
When summer ends, blow the horn
Pray to be reborn
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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