First we take the past
The thing can’t escape
But it never lasts
Leads to misery
Perfect vision looking back
Call it our curse
Moving forward no reverse
Oblivious to our lives
Tolerant, Hatred
All the wrong things held sacred
Consider the future
Obsess on what’s to come
Neglect the current
Things so important
When you get there you realize
Your life’s worth nothing
Living in emptiness
And so you will fucking die
Tolerant, Hatred
All the wrong things held sacred
The ghosts they haunt us all
They wish to see us fall
Whichever way you live your life
The ghosts will win and you will die
If you can call the present
The most important thing
Then you are lucky
And happiness shall bring
All of its rewards
Straight into your life
Never looking back or forward
In your fucking time of strife
Tolerant, Hatred
All the wrong, Things held sacred
Pioneering Rhode Island mathcore legends follow up their first album in 21 years with a head-spinning four-track EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024