Predatory mother stalking with the patience
of a stillborn
waits till dawn to sharpen her fangs and break into a run
Patient is the tree who sees its fruit get eaten by the insects more and more the lower it hangs and grows up to the sun
Withheld from us is the air
Through which we might observe just how this is fair
Withheld from us is this show
Scavengers are all we know
Parasitic empires dispatch seeds
of war across the oceans
regarding all natives for the taking
if they don't agree
Pathogenic airwaves beat us down
with fiber-optic bullwhips
telling us to sacrifice our waking
lives and be free
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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