Her windows are the salt water emerald kind…
I get lost in them for days at a time…
Inside an image of peace and protection,
But within city lines lies infection.
I can’t hear you… I can’t feel you.
(Must stay sharp)
This trip is so wonderfully dangerous…
so alive and spontaneous.
Ahead we go…
A concrete jungle so far and long…
with creatures so cold and strong.
Shake down… I’ll put it down
So you can have your riches to fill your empty heart.
It’s all yours…
You’re too far away, you’re far too gone to reach.
And they say if we follow the way it will answer all our questions…
Lay to rest all of our doubts.
But I know we will never enter your lodge, never be a star in your sky.
Hear the cry... survivor’s call…
It will haunt you down to your bones...
Send fear to your homes. Ahead we go…
Trucha, tu… They wait behind shadows for you…
Shake down… I’ll put it down
So you can have your riches to fill your empty heart.
It’s all yours…
You’re too far away, you’re far too gone to reach.
They wait behind shadows for you
Shake down… I’ll put it down
So you can have your riches to fill your empty heart.
It’s all yours…
You’re too far away, you’re far too gone to reach.
It's so bright in here...
I can feel you...
Yes, I can feel you...
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022