Old, enthralled, enraged, and appalled,
confused and terrified:
upon thy crest be laid to rest,
and ever pacified.
Make your peace and be released
from your tethers to this unholy ground.
Cast off the weight of love and hate,
rising, celestial bound.
For you have no place here.
By truth, you have no place here.
Fruitless and rotten, and all but forgotten
is the trace, long-since vanished.
And meddling spectres, you are forever
directed away: hereby be banished.
Never again interfere.
By truth, you have no place here.
So cast away the unbearable yoke
and seek no more the ways of the smoke.
Hitherto shrouded by night,
go toward the light.
Go toward the light.
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022