I washed up on the shore
Of desolation
Awoken by the thunderous sounds
Of my master’s voice
And it’s all been laid to rest
Without meaning
And the christians think
They have it all
Following that false god
Straight toward the fall
They’re doing it right to themselves
Destroying this place
Exterminating this race
This searing, four-track split from Bog Wizard (Michigan) and Dust Lord (Colorado) pairs stoner rock riffs with hard fantasy themes. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021