When they dig this all up
Your heart will be dust
Your bones will be warped
Past suffering will be
etched in the dirt
You did not see this coming
You could not see anything
Welcome to the year of the mule
Abandon your self, abandon your faith
The worst is yet to come
We know where this went wrong
Did the open seas, open air
Rain invisible death?
Was it false qualia
Beamed into our minds?
Hear the children calling from their beds
Fearing monsters too small for eyes
But not to small to breathe
They will see themselves in flames
Poured the gas and kerosene
We chipped the flint, we made the spark
They only stare into machines
We have failed
The most slept-on band in indie music makes a welcome return with another A+ record mixing hardcore and slacker rock with jokes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 13, 2023