Black out the sun with the weight of your breath
(The hearts of men are broken, beaten, and left all alone)
Every last word that you have ever said
(Red days, old ways, turned back to the animal in me)
To roll in the wreckage to come up for air
Knowing the difference is still so unclear
Black out the sun with the weight of your breath
We’re hungry and we’ll turn on the first thing to move
Stay calm dear, whatever you do
On the seventh day god forgets where he is
He spent the 6th day forgetting his kids
A bottle in hand, he tries to erase
The memory of monsters that he creates
Incinerate
Incinerate me
Swing low, i’ve got a tux picked out
Dip deep, i think my luck’s run out
This ain’t a love song, this is an overdose
Black out the sun with the weight of your breath
(The hearts of men are broken, beaten, and left all alone)
Every last word that you have ever said
(Red days, old ways, turned back to the animal in me)
To roll in the wreckage to come up for air
Knowing the difference is still so unclear
Black out the sun with the weight of your breath
Swing low, i’ve got a tux picked out
Dip deep, i think my luck’s run out
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