My father his father
Got caught red handed
Playing the vengeful right hand of God
They passed it down from the kingdom of sin
I got to ride for the rest of my life
On the heels of a man in mask in the night
Oh now I see that I'm slipping down again
Oh now I never sold my soul
To anybody quite like you
Now I know at night it’s true
The nights are cold since God has gone away
The nights behold your God has gone away
And now your God has gone
Oh ye of little faith
And God has eroded inside
He has abandoned you
Oh my I think I might douse faith in gasoline
I have never been one with God
I made a deity inside of myself
I have the keys to the land of the dead
I put it down and I'm burning a line in the night
Now I know the sacrifice
Now I see it in your eyes
Now I never sold my soul
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Density, power and pure rock and roll. It has been a long time since I heard something so fucking powerful and good vibes. Kudos from OSMÜGA. Oscar Müga
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Thick slabs of raucous hard rock/stoner riffage, big meaty vocals and rhythmic grooves that you could sink a bus in played live, hard and with passion. FDJ (Desert Psychlist)
Finnish death metallers leaven infernal dynamics with triumphant, infectious melodies, striking a compelling balance between grit and grace. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 25, 2023
supported by 4 fans who also own “Oh ye of Little Faith”
Pour moi, un des meilleurs albums de sludge-stoner de ma collection sans hésiter. Voix puissante et émouvante, guitares affûtées, compositions riches et soignées... Carton plein ! baudelagon