The sun sets and steals her horizon.
I'm kilometres away. Stare at the train window.
Barred from all of the plans she's devising.
Scream across the prairies, pray my voice echoes.
There are no greener pastures,
When the blades have all been drowned in oil.
You'll be destruction and I'll be disaster.
We'll never flourish here; We'll only toil.
Epitaph Records will be matching all pre-orders of “Always Foreign” with a donation to The Immigrant Defense Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017
Love this record to pieces. Favorite instrumentals on a skramz record ever. Some really good vocals and lyrics on it as well. Just an all around solid skramz record. Trey