ABOVE ALL, GUILT PREVAILS. WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS, THERE IS STILL FEAR.
WHAT A FORTUITOUS TOOL TO BUILD UP THE WALLS OF OUR OWN PENS.
KEPT IN KENNELS, COWERING AWAY FROM THE THREAT OF EXILE.
DISINTEGRATE! THE ACTION OF OUR LIFE FORCE.
DENY THE INTERNAL, INDULGE THE LEARNED ACTION OF SELF DOUBT.
UNWITTINGLY, WE HAVE ABSORBED THE SUPERIOR MENTALITY OF AMERICA.
AND FOR THOSE WHO ARE REGARDED AS CONSCIOUS,
HERE IS WHERE GUILT STILL PREVAILS.
THEY SUBVERT THEIR OWN OPINIONS, TO GRASP AT ABSOLVEMENT.
REVEALING- THEORY IS PERFORMANCE.
DIVULGING- FEAR AS A SELF CONCERN!
FOR THERE IS MUCH TO FEAR, WHEN UNITY’S FOCUS IS ON OUR CONTRASTS.
WHEN APOLOGY IS THE MOTIVE FOR ALL GESTURE.
A CHANCE SELF SABOTAGE IS A SINISTER LEAD FOR OUR CAPTORS.
HALTING PROGRESS, USING REFUSAL AS A FOOTHOLD TO BOLSTER A PERSONAL STEP
AT THE EXPENSE OF AN ALREADY NEBULOUS CAUSE.
NOT ONE CORRUPTION CHANGES, FOR NO ACTION IS MADE.
AN AGREEMENT REMAINS UNDONE, THE IDEA PRIMARILY SEEKING PRAISE.
ASHAMED FOR THAT IMPULSE, AND LOATHE TO REFLECT;
POINT A FINGER, BLAME!
AND HERE IT REMAINS, STILL YET, NO CHANGE IS MADE.
NO CONSENSUS, NOT EVEN A TRUE-HEARTED MISTAKE.
GUILT. MARRIED TO THE STRUGGLE, AS IF A VICTORY IS A LOSS OF ONE’S OWN NAME.
LIKE THE HESITATION TO SOLVE A PUZZLE AND FACE THE LIGHT BURDEN OF BOREDOM.
ABHORRENCE OF CHANGE. PRIVILEGE, FEAR.
FIND THE PURPOSE NOT IN THE PURITY OF THE EFFORT ITSELF,
OR THE FATEDLY IMPERFECT STEPS THERE.
BUT RATHER, IN THE PRODUCT, THE MOVEMENT, THE WHEELS THAT TURN IN THE DIRECTION OF PROGRESS.
THE GRACIOUS ACCEPTANCE OF FLAW, IN THE NAME OF A NEW POSSIBILITY. SHEDDING THE NOTIONS OF FALSE SCARCITY,
AS THE NARROWING IS NOT IN THE ABUNDANCE OF IDEAS BUT IN ITS CREATORS IMPOTENCE.
FEAR. GUILT. INACTION. DISINTEGRATE, REGRESS.
REGAIN INNOCENT CONSCIOUSNESS AS HUMILITY PREVAILS.
supported by 59 fans who also own “The Contrarian”
one of the most important releases of the decade, the horrors shouted here are only getting worse, type of shit to keep you up at night. straight raw punk to slam breakdowns on some parts, wild wild shit. thankful to have caught them at TIANTG fr. David