the race of races takes its toll
a pit of spikes to break the fall
a reckless game to praise the greatest thieves of all
under the wheels of old machines
the end justifies the means
we're expendable, the ghost of a dream
no trench is deep enough
death is raining from above
and all our hearts remain
exactly all the same
cold as ice
we keep searching for someone to take the blame
ceaseless drilling deafening cries
a truly righteous paradise
willingly we are delaying our demise
expelled the ugly and the sick
locked up each god damn heretic
the purge has begone, becoming one, brick by brick
how horrid is the thought
we're the image of our god
and all our hearts remain
exactly all the same
cold as ice
we keep searching for someone to take the blame
how come the world is still insane?
prayed all my life for it to change
all my life I prayed in vain
infinite killing campaign
we are roaming the globe under flags of false hope
and in order for us to feel safe and sound, someone or something needs to burn, burn it all to the ground!
and all our hearts remain
exactly all the same
cold as ice
we keep searching for someone to take the blame
The hard rock band recorded this session live at KXLU 88.9FM in Los Angeles and it's now exclusively available on Bandcamp. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2020
Combining crooned murder ballads with raw, angsty hard rock hooks, Melbourne's The Ugly Kings are a wrecking crew well worth watching. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2021