And up rises the serpent
A bloodhound on a breaking spine
His sly forked-tongued coercion
A cocaine blanket numbing your mind
How can I ever trust again in one
When its ilk have left my life in ruin?
An uprising deserted
Nationwide necrotic apathy
All of our third eyes diverted
To mythical creatures on minuscule screens
But is ignorance fucking bliss, really?
Or is education worth mortality?
Now riddle me this: how dare we?
We face our loving mother
As we wind round her throat
Our damned umbilical pipelines
The salty tears she cries arise and terrorize our coastlines
From her mouth black oil spills
The mouths she fed come home to kill
Cream of the crop nationalistic rot
Capitalistic megalomaniacs begot
Pioneering Rhode Island mathcore legends follow up their first album in 21 years with a head-spinning four-track EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024