Raised too high too soon in the game
Sowed all my seeds, still waiting for rain
Life has come to mean writhing in pain
But I don't regret a fucking thing...
What a petty waste of time--your politics, your dollar signs
Take me back to distant shores or vacant rooftops under the stars
Where is the romance in your sterile world of suits and ties?
If poverty of wealth means richness in soul
Then I have been made whole
When we die
We are immortalized not in clouds
But in words we dared to scream aloud
(I scream aloud)
This rebellion is not a phase
I'll hate you all for the rest of my days
Red-brick walls of false security
The facades of your broken dreams
The hand that feeds won't let you breathe
Yet you run back to your cage
When we die
We are immortalized not in clouds
But in the words we dared to scream aloud
(I scream aloud)
As you bow down to your gods...
I renounce the world you love
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023
supported by 11 fans who also own “Anthem of the Prodigal Son”
So Cal sXe of the highest caliber; raw yet tight, with an early 80's HC foundation. Shout outs, break downs dual vocals (!) and even some harmonies. More diverse than many of this ilk...Cool band. Michael F.