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LOSS
7" EP released June 2008 on A389 Recordings, and later released as part of an anthology CD titled Through the Valleys in Between on Still Life Records (Europe)
Recorded and Mixed by Craig Douglas at Origin Sound (Spring, TX)
Mastered by Luke Gilfeather
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Daniel Austin–lyrics, vocals, rhythm guitar, 12-string guitar
Chris Gentile–lead guitar, bass
James Rynearson–drums
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Steph Huskin–cello, vocal accompaniment
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The Trail of Tears
I weep for lives lost and nature slain
I weep for the murder done in the name
Of converting all life into profit
I weep for I fear, I know, I can't stop it
The White Man's Burden of Globalization
Marches on to no destination
Reducing all life in its path
To numbers, products, trash
On and on, The Trail of Tears never ends
Tribal peoples exterminated for their lands
On and on, The Trail of Tears never ends
Holocaust upon holocaust forged in the wake
Of our demands
Indoctrinated by this culture
To consume without regard
To who or what may have been exploited
All that matters is if you can afford it
On and on, The Trail of Tears never ends
Ecosystems devastated beyond repair
On and on, The Trail of Tears never ends
Genocide after genocide done to the land
That is not ours
I weep for lives lost and for nature slain
I weep for the murder that is done in the name
Of converting all life into profit
I weep because I know I'm part of it
It never ends
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Loss
I gave my all, and to no avail
A withered soul of so few years
A youth becoming stale
The weight of failure and disenchantment
The albatross around the neck
As I gaze into the abyss, it stares right back
Pacing, seething
Like a beast in captivity
Scowling out from within the cage of this society
Clawing, gnawing
Until claw and tooth grind thin
Trapped inside this culture fighting wars that I can't win
I confess:
I dream of eternal rest
When all of this madness ceases to be
At last, I will be at peace
But for now, in the interim
The question remains of how to exist while knowing
All efforts made for change
Will likely be in vain
I fear it's all in vain
Violence swells within my veins
As patience wanes
There's nothing left to lose except
The thunder in my heart
Let it roar!
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Last Recourse
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It's like sticking needles in the eyes to consider what we've done
Only a culture gone insane would destroy its home
yet we infect the rivers with our waste
And we drink those cancers in drunken haste
Down to the marrow of our bones
It's suicide!
But if you are one guided by love
Then you know there are deeds–deeds which must be done
Because we have nowhere left to run
Can't wait for the state to make amends
Nor for the masses to comprehend
How do you speak to a society
Preoccupied with celebrities in times like these?
There is no reasoning with insanity
You'll see!
Dissent will be vilified
Legal action will run its course
If we long for justice in this world
We'll just have to make it by force
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