This house isn’t the same, it’s worn and rotting
It’s lost its soul like its inhabitants
There’s no mercy for the weak
And the future’s looking bleak
Wish I could say I thought that you did your best
A reason you’re a coffin made of flesh
Wish you could be yourself, you were never anyone else
You said you’re scared you won’t see me in Heaven
But I don’t see you now anyway
You used to have a garden
It was beautiful, I miss it every day
Now I’m not saying everything was perfect
It was nothing that resembled normalcy
When you go in the grave, no one will call you brave
‘Cause you chose to stand by someone that destroyed us
Said you just took your orders from above
But you did nothing for love
And you never chose your sons
Every day you warmed the blade cutting our insides
Every day you massacred the time we gave
You used to have a garden but you destroyed it
Now it’s withered away
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This is a damn fine release. It feels genuine; at times even emotional (in a good way). It's fun and witty while also being pissed off in all the right ways. It's political, critical, and nonconformist. Yet it still manages to feel original in an arguably oversaturated genre. Nicholas Whittemore