Die Jungs aus Israel werfen nach dem 2019er „Live Unholy“ Langeisen bald ihr zweites Album auf den Markt und haben vor kurzem entsprechend ein Video zum neuen Titeltrack ‘Nothing We Are’ rausgehauen. Produziert wurde die Scheibe von Tue Madsen. der auch Größen wie Meshuggah, Suicide Silence, Aborted, The Haunted, Sick Of It All, Dark Tranquility zu einem fetten Sound verholfen hat.
Videostream:
https://youtu.be/SK1fh_nUDnY
Lyrics:
Protect your pain just embrace it
It doesn’t mean much to me
And your reckless behavior
Means nothing, ‚tis but only a plea
All those years you tried to escape
But your past self just won’t let you go
You’re the best of the best of the rest
And the rest are all better than you
The stranded the sickened the broken the weak and the flawed
Is what you were born to be
With illusions of hate and the stench of despair
On the ground begging on your knees
No respect for yourself
The victim you are
Cry to me all night long
You ain’t so special and special ain’t you
Come join the millions more
Eject, reject opposition
Exaggerate who you are
Do you see this is no competition?
‚cause if it were real you’d be way out behind
Mend in all you can carry from others around
Look at me, hear me, see me, hear my voice out fucking loud
The stranded the sickened the broken the weak and the flawed
Is what you were born to be
With illusions of hate and the stench of despair
On the ground begging on your knees
No respect for yourself
The victim you are
Cry to me all night long
You ain’t so special and special ain’t you
Come join the millions more
Fuck you! You are a sheep, a mental obstruction, a petty disease
No way out to this world of contempt, your world is absent
I know you are a figment of dreams, realization of experiences
You know, that deep inside you don’t know more than I know about who you are
You don’t know who you are
You don’t know what you
Have
Done
To
Live up to supremacy
You
Are nothing
(Nothing is what you are
You fake ass motherfucking piece of shit
Go to your fucking “friends“ and fucking tell yourself that they are, motherfucker)
All those years you tried to escape
But your past self just won’t let you go
You’re the best of, the best of the rest
And the rest are all better than you
The stranded the sickened the broken the weak and the flawed
Is what you were born to be
With illusions of hate and the stench of despair
On the ground begging on your knees
No respect for yourself
The victim you are
Cry to me all night long
You ain’t so special and special ain’t you
Come join the millions more