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To the fools that thought the end had begun: Where there’s spark there will forever be life, And to the death addicts who pine for perfect pathos: Your time is up, you lost with a simple breath. The gears grinding, perfect harmony in time with me, And you’ve been left behind / The damning of your kind We cannot pacify the guardians of endless Hate We cannot risk a martyr for a hipsters’ lore. But now we’re here you don’t like the words that we speak Even though the meaning’s the same. It’s you that has shifted, now preaching against our kind, You target us because you failed, driving static lines. What you see is what you get It’s the same old twisted machine Not the God that you bled for You were misled by your narrow faith And now you’re face to face with fables that took on a form, Finding flesh and blood can never math up to the dream, And somehow that’s the fault of your imaginary prophet, “He misled me into the dark, he drew me in with heathens’ eyes!"
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The skies begin to dim And I don’t wanna play But it’s not because of you We’re at our natural end To cut our time here short It has been hard to do I’ve been trying to bring new excuses But nothing sounds like us I don’t care, no, I don’t care A natural end? Let’s speed it along I’m stringing you along When I can’t put my spine forward It’s best we call it a day This is the best time for us to die I don’t care, no, I don’t care A natural end? Let’s speed it along I don’t care, no, I don’t care A natural end? Let’s speed it along
3.
You feel so left out You just want a place in life A slot to fit in A place to call home Deeper and deeper A guttural beacon of hope Deep in the cliff side In the warmth of the earth Do you feel it? Heed your calling Be something bigger Than another dead end A cutting room idea Killed by autocracy This will cause rifts Divide the sea But it’s better off marching forward Than staying in the grave We all gotta find our groove Even if it means solitude Little gained from being dead Than a false sense of dignity The past will always have its guards Custodians of “proper” faith Time to leave them there And carve out a new legacy
4.
You’ve been hiding in the shadows You told me that the war was over That those that fought had laid down their guns And those that died had done so in vain Lies and deceit have led this life They inscribed it into our grave But nobody told us that the war would never end And here we sit, cowering from the sky Worrying of the day that the bomb will fall But the war had left us long for dead I will run this family to the ground For lying to my face like a fool Propping me on display like a doll Throwing me around for your amusement Lies and deceit have led this life They inscribed it into our grave But nobody told us that the war would never end And here we sit, cowering from the sky Worrying of the day that the bomb will fall But the war had left us long for dead It’s no more his fault than yours Your soul is laden with holes This game has been dragged to death Now the time to step out is rising I would like to come down and greet you Step down from the skies undisguised Now the time to step out is rising
5.
You wouldn’t let them torch your soul. You came back as something they didn’t want you to be. Reanimated husk of their vision. Reincarnated beast of yours. Beaten down, you lumbered on. You reincarnate of my son. Your heart of fire still burns in me. You’ll bleed me dry, but that’s just fine. You fiend Eating from the dead Demon from the ashes Scratching at the soul This false camaraderie Is what pulled us to the grave And in the end, it’s what kept us there Pinned down by hands who had no right You fiend Hacking at the heart Draining from the blood A vessel of want You fight Shattering the silence Barking every breath of this belayed return Make no mistake: this beast is the same Another chapter, but the same tattered book Pen an ending worthy of the name You fiend Pulling at the strings Setting up the stage Misery Addict
6.
Walking through the streets Or hiding under sheets The ultimate decision Is the one that brings our reckoning Money money money There’s no quality of life People live and die By the gears of the machine Money money money money Money money money money Money money money money Money money money money And what is the cost Of the price of freedom? War is not an option War is not an option War is not an option War is not our goal
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Do you remember the good ol' days? When we saw nought we wanted to see We became disillusioned, lost sight of ourselves We tried to form new friends Out of dirt and rust and shit And all we had was an empire of sticks We had the greatest time Rubbing shoulders with the grime We had the perfect system Toeing to the edge We had the greatest time Rubbing shoulders with the grime We had the perfect system Toeing to the edge The one thing that could stop us was ourselves We were the only ones who could trip us down the well We threw it down the drain in search of what we needed If only we realised that what we had, we wasted We had the greatest time Rubbing shoulders with the grime We had the perfect system Toeing to the edge We had the greatest time Rubbing shoulders with the grime But what we had we wasted What we had we wasted

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released September 18, 2017

Vox - Andrew Bishop
Guitar + Bass - Andrew Ferris
Drums - Guille Chocrón

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"The best thing you've ever heard."
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"Full of ferociousness"
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We're an English hardcore punk band originating from Middlesbrough and formed in 2009.
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