. . . .
Liberty, violated
For the sake of power
Appetite, never sated
Say they can protect us all
Liberty, desecrated
For the sake of power
Always shall grasp for more
Bend us to their will
The thumb of oppression can never be lifted
For then we will rise against them all
As Patrick Henry shakes his fist
At what we have done to ourselves
We walk along oblivious, numb
Ignorant of what we have lost
Deed is done We can never go back
The violation shall never be gone
The taste of influence
Dribbles from their teeth
As wolves stalking prey
They smell of the blood
Of their victims
Always seeking more
Never shall the power mongers cease in their struggle
Liberty must at times be refreshed with blood
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023