In the spirit of new beginnings, this is starting to feel a lot like home.
Thirty pieces to Judas, and only death to Job.
Stagger on through this dead march song;
woke when the record skipped.
Prayed to God it would kill me. Please forgive me, even though I’m undeserving.
Set the stage; light the fuse; don’t give a fuck if it’s death you choose.
Set the stage; light the fuse; hold the rope while I tie the noose.
Old news, old blues, new breath.
No saint safe from a cursed death.
No sinner free from the bones he’s kept.
Set me ablaze.
Set me ablaze for the hurt I’ve left.
Set me ablaze; nothing left.
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023