No more sleeping when I bellow power
Fortunes cast in gold
No deceiving, my words aren't hollow
Futures will be told
All that's good and just will corrode and rust
If I might be so bold
Show me your hand
I'll be your compass
Crooked hands I fold
Read your own hand palm reader
What have you done to us palm reader
Hatred and new wars have punished our world. Cast into the sun.
Battle flags
Quiet dawn
Hands still pressed
But hope is gone
Hollowed earth for what remains
Scorched earth march with both to blame
Dead weight stalemate
Be the beast be released no more peace
Through my teeth I spit acid and deceit
I have fooled and drained the world with vanity
A pig in shit I am doomed to be
Righteous trash
A wrecking ball
Swing low
One of the most beloved post-hardcore albums of the ’10s gets a long-overdue remix and remaster just in time for its tenth anniversary. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024