
Date of issue: 12.01.2014
Record label: Broken Limbs
Song language: English
Red Moon Foreboding |
Untold mythos thought to strike from Heavens boring holes the size of geo-metros |
From under our earth they conspire with worms |
These planted seeds, they’re waiting to transform |
Constant assaults, targets ignorant and tame, the strong enslaved |
Flowering blacks have raped the clays, our saviors push me under mind |
No morning sun to rise and poke your eyes |
Blacked out by tides that seek to cleanse your life |
Exploiting systems gathering what we need to survive |
No more sun to come and wake you from your lie |
Fold like a deck of cards, a subservient man abhorred |
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Window to the Void | 2016 |
Bound by Believers | 2016 |
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