How can a man born in the belly of the beast
Be any more than a mirror of what he’s seen?
For the love of god get these men a drink
They’re starting to rise up, starting to think
Gather the troops, set out to the street
Take what you can, kill everything you see.
Give me my chains, something to break
Keep my feet on the ground, my heart in a cage
Give me one melody
Something to sing when it gets hard to breathe
Hate me, rape me, make me a traitor
Hate me, rape me, make me a traitor to the cause
From riffs and production to hooks and breakdowns, the Canadian metalcore veterans' seventh album ups the ante in every way. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2022