“I gave everything I had only to fall
there is no afterlife.”
On broken bent knees I still wont pray,
I pay no heed to your apathy.
No one to help before I fade,
This soul is forever grey.
Our end has already been foretold,
A stepping stone to lead you astray.
Ill never believed in all those words,
Though this is our final day.
You call out but I just don't know,
What you see in such a myth.
I will not fall to this saturation,
I will not drown for these lies.
all those lies…
Your cause was never so clear,
Changing from century to century.
All the stories written by man,
In the end we are our own reasons.
Religion steals all of our dreams,
And our passions go unheard.
I have never believed in the scripture,
but today is our final day.
You call out but I just don't know,
What you see in such a myth.
I will not fall to this saturation,
I will not drown for these lies.
I once believed in you
Now I run, now I run, now I run
I once believed in you
Now I run, nowhere to run
You call out but I just don't know,
What you see in such a myth.
I will not fall to this saturation,
I will not drown for these lies.
A killer re-release of a rare solo post-punk LP from 1988 by the frontman of Taste of Decay and Garden of Pleasures. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2022
This isn't the first album from the Serfs, but it has the ferocious, listen-to-this-immediately quality of the best debuts. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 26, 2023