"Blood drunk lust
So quick to quench that temporary feeling
Your fear makes you sincere
Now choke on my tears you fuck
Towering hate
Succumb to the weight
Building up walls, we'll watch you drown in your own sense of strength
You can hide behind your precious flag
People as punching bags
But we can see straight through you
Blue pig
Black kid
You only feed off your hate
You’ve created a voice that
Cries out in pain
Die racist fuck
All alone in your hate
You will never have your Supremacy
Blue pig
Black kid
You only feed off your hate
You’ve created this voice that
Cries out in hate
Die racist fuck
All alone in your hate"
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024