Is no order - The guns in our backs
Is no progress - The slams in our tows
Hate, hate, hate - Controlling my mind
Glag, slag, slag - Governing these lands
Is no honour - The hungry in our round
Is no glory - The lies in our books
Hate, hate, hate - Controlling my mind
Slag, slag, slag - Governing these lands
I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth