So, where's our Peace?
A thousand times we died for this.
We won the wars. Τhey won the peace.
So, where’s our peace?
A world alive & fair & free from this disease.
Therein lies our Peace.
Hanging on their cannons lips.
In their revenue spreadsheets.
Buried below the mandatory chanting of state-fed priests.
Another Triumphant Defeat!
Naivety is our favorite sin.
Invited the jackals to share in our feast.
[So now we ‘re] Strolling orderly through our murdersites.
Scrolling down to where nothing hurts inside.
Let's hide behind big words, to suffer their laughter.
Let’s greet our banishment; embrace our disaster!
Again and always.
Woe to the vanquished!
[We’re] crawling back to the profit machine.
Production lines through the dead seas.
supported by 257 fans who also own “Yovel - Woe to the Vanquished”
What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music. Sælzer Bub