Entrapments normally unseen now visible at night
If you look inside, you'll see the flames are burning bright
Ending in oblivion, and shattered glass, no light
At the ending of the tunnel, what you see is spite
And even in the dead of winter, heat remains within
Innocence ignored and burnt to crisp in his domain
What could be averted when it could just be destroyed
For no other reason than a faith which brought them joy
Millions set ablaze in the furnaces of hate
Sit upon the throne of time and wait
Rhetoric cannot be reasoned with
History will repeat itself
Your blood is not my blood
Therefore you're not one
Life will not be spared
History repeats itself
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