Winter Tour Cassette (2013)

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Custom cassette on BLVD Records (limited ed. 150)

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released January 10, 2013

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Benny Hernandez. Bass.
Gabriel Perez. Guitar.
Jessica Skolnik. Synth.
Julien Cabrera. Drums.
Keelan McMorrow. Vocals

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Track Name: Mourning Dawn
New horizons
Starry-eyed sons
(Rest in peace, my love)

The trials we’ve embarked upon
Setting sail under a setting sun
Beneath a waning moon and constellations
Between a golden age and mass extinctions.

Out of the mud, we grow
To the sun, we crow
From mountaintops, alone.

I don’t believe in love
I don’t believe in you
When one broad swathe of the scythe
Defines the truth.
I don’t believe in love
Amongst the shadows and gloom;
The aftershocks of a manifest destiny
Upon the rest of a world, in flames.

I don’t believe in love
I don’t believe in you
I don’t believe in the gods, above
Only the splendor of jewels.
Our citadels will touch the sky,
We’ll slaughter all of the wolves.
We won’t believe in love, anymore
We won’t believe in songs
And we’ll soar.
Track Name: Croatoan (Зима remix)
Sowing seeds, we’ll never forget
Just casting fortunes to the ignorant.
The plots divided, the plot thickens;
Carving their futures from the wilderness.
Dark shadows, a dark visage
The darkness sets a precedent.

Building a village, civilization
Divide and conquer in a savage land.
The natives watching, the natives talking
The natives plan to take it back.
Croa-to! Croa-to! Croatoan.

A rising steeple, a rising people
The holy cross will secure this land.
Their drums are sounding,
our hearts are pounding;
Forsake the smell of the burning flesh.
Dark shadows, a dark visage
The darkness sets a precedent.

Croa-to! Croa-to! Croatoan.
That’s all it Said.