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Recorded by James Whitten at Hightower Studios in New Orleans
lyrics
Struck, with indignance
Human offense
Know, these wasted years
Only end in tears
Time, lost, never lived
Too little to give
Hoarse, unbridled wails
Curing what ails
Imperfect son
Born of hate
A false existence
Etched in slate
The heart of man
Like bitter earth
Spoiled, whole
What are we worth?
Light has left us
Slipping away
Rest now
Light has left us
Sinking further
Rest now
Drowning, drowning
I don't usually listen to hardcore shit, but when I do it's pessimist anticapitalist shit fueled by prudish bible belt hypocrisy, midwestern desperation and angst, and a sardonic sense of humor/relief that has no shame in going 90s indie and melodic/gazy. A dark spiritual successor to the 90s post-hardcore era, as opposed to pop-punk and emo. Just my opinion. Anyway let's go out to the refinery and soak up man's arrogance. Or maybe the pig farm.
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What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music. Sælzer Bub