Waste of breath/ meaningless
globalized movement of machine gun debt
this is as high as we dare climb
desperation is a drug that leaves us blind
truly this world is ours
Where we go when the supply has been dosed
no rest for the unwell/ this is the depth of our drought
control/ understand hell can be controlled
with vile delusions the torturous prevail
question/ while thoughts are still private to think
social normalcy brings manufactured dreams
eyes set on the fastest gain
murder in predominant form
toxic atmosphere
capital is now airborne
With clouded air, comes clouded lungs and clouded eyes and clouded tongues
I see no hope for this bastard toil
and the mark we've left is bloody vile
Weedian presents a 56-track chronicle of Mexico's stoner metal and heavy psych scenes, from ’90s forefathers to contemporary wrecking crews. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022