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8 03:23
I am of work and wheels Ends with no onset Corporeal I use less to create more I tolerate no void No means to erase forward thought I use less to make more Move under my own power I find life in fact Defy charlatans Reside in growth Take no notice of tradition There is no shame in my needs No fight in my boundries What I will become is better than what I have been I take in breath and experience and use both to make more use both and take less To be a root with no soil
9 03:31
Weakness is the flags of traitors No pride in just defeats Lost glory; bygone failures Let the old wounds take you Add this hill to your list of places to die with honor watch it erode watch it erode Washed away by your own persistence Flee to those who feed on persecution Find your tribe Paint your face and praise the dissolution Hunt down the wounded mass and hide in fear and hide your fear Asinine Spite draped in morality Empty defiance Give up A martyr for a wretched cause Weakness is the flags of traitors
7 06:09
I tolerate no void Give no glory to the mire Certain in my means Righteous in my grudge Lash out at the tentative and weak I have no tribe. No painted face. But a careful rational; I am just Sedate. Cold to empty trends Guided solely by humane rage Lash out towards the tentative and weak Life in noble monochrome Convict their world for inaction and refusal to adapt Guided by humane rage Isolated by will Contempt bred by conceit Upon my mock throne There is no high ground Only mud and the stench of those who would will it all to char Now we are all sons of bitches


released October 16, 2015

Cully- drums
Dave- guitar and vocals
Michael- bass and vocals

Recorded by Daniel Ruder and Cully. Mixed by Cully. Mastered by Daniel Ruder. Album art by Cully.

Additional vocals by Matt Perrin and Steven Senger.


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