Search for water
a barren landscape
we seek oceans
under orders
On a mission to secure this outpost
we break our backs upon these alien shores
The search for water takes me back home
Search for water
Familiar hearts have
beaten here long before us
I get the feeling we’re not out here alone
The hills and winds have spying eyes unknown
The fear of dying takes me back home
Behind a mask
and clad in black
a rider on the shore
a being upon his beast and nothing more
from underground
a dreadful sound
of thousands coming forth
a race of riders from times before
A distant past
and years will pass
until we come to know
and learn from not destroy the coming hordes
Charge
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022