Cast to the shadow, a cultural blood pact.
In the council of elders, an unspoken contract.
Seek to divide the preoccupied masses,
Rule from on high, leave the forests in ashes.
I know, I know, its hard to say, But this is no way to behave.
I can't believe a word you say, they're all bent to manipulate.
Fuck you is all I have to say, If you intend to control my fate,
I know I'm right, make no mistake,
And this is how conversate.
I know, I know, it's hard to say.
I know, I know, it's not okay.
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022