The Trial

by No Thanks

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1.
Vestige 02:07
I remember when cruel gusts of wind bent our tree into unusual shapes I see that past reflected on sheets of aluminum Laughing, I set the past ablaze along with the ships on the beaches charred bits of timber float among chunks of ice and are carried back. by the tide. to the shore it's not a wound, it's not a weakness it's just a shame and it's a scar I remember when salad days withered away under imperial overreach I see that past reflected on the rusted helms of soldiers Laughing, I set that past ablaze along with the ships on the beaches charred bits of timber float among chunks of ice and are carried back . by the tide. to the shore where I turn. committed.
2.
Flayed Alive 02:11
I'm bleeding You stole my boots I'm being eaten You stole my tools I'm choking You stole my home I'm starving Now you accuse I'm not alone in this hell you hold no working scale I'd say a simple act Could take care of you Could get rid of you
3.
Jackhammer 03:36
I'm aware of your frustration | I'm aware I speak unbidden. Still I find no solace | still you smash my presses despite which words I utter | she lies in the gutter We need a light to shine down | on the corpses which are piling up regardless regardless of our silence Forgive the tone | the tools I use A spotlight .Jackhammer. A cocktail. A fire.
4.
Lurch 02:01
Under a rock. A hundred miles wide withering bodies piled deep nine deep scratch at surfaces respected but unneeded In their minds the stone from which they suckle obfuscated is close enough to touch connected but unstable
5.
Harvest 02:04
When will you repent The sins of memory Like ancestors of memory That brought the fruits of victory to our aisles and the bodies to the streets, to the churches and even the churches abhorred the violence Why are your guns shining? Our tables, plentiful with the harvest.
6.
Skull Clinic 01:40
Wearing new balance shoes in bourgeois Venezuela Petro propaganda, sub-zero Alabama how many millions in bourgeois Venezuela sub-zero Alabama? When they come there's no time to run no time for fun. create some bloody mayhem when they come no time to run so grab a gun. create some bloody mayhem They're coming for you Don't forget who threw the first brick
7.
Blue, black, or silver, the shirts speak the same from the likes of you who stare with beady eyes clutch with grasping hands and hold nothing corrosive, corrosive What keeps you poor? Because a rich man | Red woman in a river has more than he needs | Frank Ryan please deliver Legions of brave souls who knew the risks sought no reward from the likes of us who hold on for dear life tenacious, tenacious
8.
Dozens, no, hundreds. Of headstones knocked over. amidst the rubble of burnt out mosques and hate-filled graffiti in this very city well they've made us aware this is the new normal We can't allow it. we've got some demands. I stand beside you as we march hand in hand as we raise our fists tears fall down our face with red flags waving,we take this place Is this the new world. born of the old world. bitter and alien. hangs like a nightmare.
9.
Walk With Me 02:16
10.
i burn the body i need to watch the skin crack and bubble that body is mine i burn the body no sweat escapes my brow no stray thought perverts my gaze i’m gonna jump up behind him lay him flat like the great plains all according to plan

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released January 27, 2018

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No Thanks Omaha, Nebraska

No Thanks, the gothest motherfuckers in Omaha, are a working class band for working class people. Blood and bats and ripped black mesh comes
naturally, as does their stripped down, honest rock and roll that will make you feel like you just punched the richest guy you know in the dick.
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