As I walk between the faces
Of the trenches to the frontline
To familiar exchanges
Of the bullets and the five nines
They pull me back to this world
I'm like a stone into the water
All the new and nervous faces
Soon to be acquainted with the slaughter
Still we face each other in this pouring rain
Still we pay with life for every inch we gain
Still we wonder if our lives could ever be the same
While the undertones of war
Seep into the very core
Of your soul
As I walk between the faces
Of the trenches to the frontline
To familiar exchanges
Of the bullets and the five nines
They pull me back to this world
I'm like a stone into the water
All the new and nervous faces
Will soon be acquainted with the slaughter
Still we face each other in this pouring rain
Still we pay with life for every inch we gain
Still we wonder if our lives could ever be the same
While the undertones of war
Seep into the very core
Become the keepers of the door
To every soul
Still we face each other in the pouring rain....
And now the time we waited for
Is here to wake the keepers of the door
This endless road, this endless war
The endless rain that falls on this killing floor
The face of every man I see
Another Mother's eyes are staring back at me
And as the son begins to fade
This heavy price will seal this bitter trade
Twitchy, effects-heavy post-punk grooves give way to psychedelic surf-rock delirium on the Toronto quartet's dreamy-yet-doomy second LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024