Our monastery walls built from the fire
We organize to amplify desire
We’ve come to make our history
Claim conquerors’ indemnity
With hearts cast in the die, we’ll never tire
Demonstrate
Nation
Talk belies the violence of the aim
Put truth to lie and nothing will have changed
Your decadence won’t save you when
What comes to pass is us or them
The wounds bear salt and lubricate the chains
Remonstrate
Nation state
Violation or defense
Humiliation or faint praise
Vision spans across the years
Lives are measured by the days
Reminiscent of Slug (90's PCP Records) -- this alone should send any self-respecting noise rock aficionado into a paroxysm of link-clicking. Not you? Two recommendations for the price of one. Generalissimo