something here is sacred
stopping power propelled into martyrdom
still on fire cauterized by
propaganda
missionaries sentencing termites to
eternal rest inside the woodwork of
our bones that sleep in doubt
creating fissures left alone
will open doors to the untold
tendrils forthcoming
days we carve like notches into stone
imbibe the sanguine night
alive we ride in separate sides of
hearse to curse our names
until the sky eats us alive
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024
Even in its prettiest, most celestial moments, the South Dakota trio's sound feels dark and dense and deeply rooted. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 24, 2021