LIKE A BULLET PROPELLED
TREADING THE OUTSKIRTS OF HELL
OUR EXISTENCE A FLURRY OF SOUND, HAIR AND INEBRIATION
FINAL DESTINATION UNKNOWN
BUT WE'RE COMING IN FAST
AND NEXT IS YOUR TOWN
THOSE IN OUR WAY WILL BE HELPLESS
LIKE DEAD, MANGLED PREY
IN THE JAWS OF A WOLF
THEIR EFFORT WAS IN VAIN
TO BUILD UP THESE WALLS
WE NOW DESTROY THEM, ONE AND ALL
WE TOAST ON THE RUINS, AND PISS ON THE ASHES
WE'RE REBUILDING THE WORLD IN BRAVE NEW SIN
THOSE IN OUR WAY WILL BE CRUSHED
LIKE DEAD, MANGLED PREY
IN THE JAWS OF A WOLF
WHISKEY AND WEED
AND OUR WILL TO BE FREE
THIS IS WHAT SETS US APART
NO GODS, NO MASTERS, ONLY OURSELVES
IN THE END YOU'LL KNOW WHAT WE MEAN
NO GODS TO WHOM WE BOW BEFORE
NO MASTERS TO WHOM WE ANSWER
NO ONE BUT OURSELVES IN THE END
PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
Heretical Sect use blackened death-doom to deconstruct the tropes of the American Southwest, turning cowboy culture on its head. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 23, 2020