From the 2020 S/T album released through Legless Records
Filmed by: Anthony Polkinhorne
with assistance from Ziggy McNeill
Edited by: Ben Portnoy
Recorded & produced by Jason Whalley at the Pet Food Factory, Sydney – Australia, mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios, and mastered by Mikey Young.
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Hold my hand over the fire
Immolation is on us
While trying to stamp down or blow it out
We didn’t catch ourselves as causing the fuss
Flagstone terrain with Terra
And it’ll be terror that swells the pavement’s cracks
And when the word comes to start knocking
You’ll either answer or be out in the harbor you’re a threat
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
Nothing is gonna grow until the last breath is had
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
Finished by the flames of the bush we used to have
Shake your head, but you’ll be shaking as you die
We’re the dry spell no matter what tears we cry
The first stone be flung when lead by lying bastards
‘The force through which the green fused pushed’,
Culled, cleared, & pastured,
Prayers to Machiavelli’s standards
Help your hell slip into its speeches’ skin
Dismissed country, prepare the urn,
Bleached, burnt, and broken, a purposeless herd,
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
Nothing is gonna grow until the last breath is had
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
Finished by the flames of the bush we used to have
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
The Red mist of embers won’t steer clear of the flag
DEAD LAND
DEAD LAND
We’re the mistle on the gum, we put the hammer to our thumb.