To god we seem so alien
We’ve made a covenant between steel and flesh
We have destroyed the light
(and) When light compressed
It pierced your rotting veins
Like a needle of blasphemy
We've spilled the blood of (the) lamb
To oil the gears of Moloch
Which rise with power
Over wastelands of men
Supreme goatscience, the gift of death
Through rust-bound landscapes the void of empty graves
Nema!
To god we seem so stygmatized
We’ve made the beast that ate his fuckin' heart
Smell the sulphurous stench
Black soil, dead fumes
Rising from the leaden grail
Of this world's demise
Our science seems like (a) sin
Fueled by psalms of hatred
We fertilize god's gardens
With ashes of dead saints
Supreme goatscience, the gift of death
Through rust-bound tunnels the void of empty crypts
Nema!
To god we seem so alien
We will transform this eden into the lair of Beast
Featuring members of Noothgrush, Graves at Sea, and more, the Oakland metal band juxtapose cavernous doom with spaced-out shoegaze. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2024