Murder the soil, corrupted for oil
Burning the forrest, killing for what
Cultural absence, ridden with obsession
Ancestral suppression, ridden with depression.
When will we learn
Drilling for oil in land you don't own, obliterating heritage leaving only blood and bone, leave it to America to glorify conquest, a country full of idiots full of regress
Murder the soil, corrupted for oil
Burning the forrest, killing for what
This river of drought
Writhes with withering foliage
When will we learn
You get what you fucking give
Raped the earth
Humans of no worth
Stripping the world to bone
Torn from this wicked throne
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Even for this genre the sheer intensity of this album always manages to floor me. Might not be the most unique album under the sun but it doesn't have to be; the performances are tight and ferocious, the songwriting is dynamic and explosive, the production is crushing, it's just all things to a mathcore fan. napalmsatan
Utterly indescribable new record from Greek metal band Locust Leaves features corkscrewing tempos, manic vocal shifts & dense arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 6, 2017