I want you, my little slave
To shed blood amongst the sands
And drill through the earth for more
You may see your brothers ripped apart by lead
But you're insignificant in the eyes of the overlords
Don't ask why you were born to die
No more tears, get back in line
Hear me say all is fair in war
Not a fuck I give about you
Disregard civilian life, does that make sense?
Now just shut up and serve the Department of Offense
Disregard civilian life, does that make sense?
Just shut the fuck up, serve the Department of Offense
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