Great Satan

by Bar Sinister

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Out now on Intense Human Victories.

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released 08 August 2011
Everything was done by Bar Sinister. Rick did the art. Yup.

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tags: alternative hardcore indie punk rock Boston

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Track Name: Get Sinister
Welcome to the world you've been shit into from the unwashed asshole of god. Keep your head above this rushing river of piss, watch it get cut clean off. What are you gonna' do now but bear the taste of your own kind? Lick all that garbage up, real nice. Cut your teeth. Get sinister.

I would rather be found detestable than ever be loved for such hollow bones.

Keep your head up high, kick the trash aside down every city street that you walk. Swear it don't exist if you ignore it right, but the vermin will still leave their mark. Now I'll eat my own just like I should. Yeah, lick all that garbage up, real good... cut my teeth, get sinister.

I would rather be found detestable than ever be loved. By such praises I'm trivialized. Spare me from these fucking pigs feasting on such hollow bones.
Track Name: Knuckledragger
I've been having a hard time.
I've been walking a hard line.
This face is not like any other.
These eyes are a window to no soul.
Born under a bad sign,
Getting low in a slow hive,
I don't understand anyone's anything,
But oh, the cuts and bruises...
I know them like the back of my hand,
The hand of a man who only walks a bit upright.

I've been nursing a mean side.
I keep it civil to seem right.
I'm estranged by everyone's everything,
But oh, the cuts and bruises...
I know them like the back of my hand,
The hand of a man who only walks a bit upright.

You can bend the spine 'til the spine severs.
Swallow your pride and strengthen your will.
Track Name: Little Death
I was born naked and crying, and I'll probably die the same. I've been told, "never stop trying," though I'll probably live in vain. All effort is futility when pigs grin and part their lips for each other's shit. Awash in their applause, I'm lost inside the wake, left to question what's sane.

If I play my cards right will I live or be welcomed into their devious game disguised by its name?

"Humane" is the most wretched word that I've ever heard. "Humane" is the most wretched word that I have ever heard. I walk a path less innocent, but it only goes to show what I've always known. The sentence will be passed down, then the pigs will sniff me out, lest I live hoof to snout.

If I play my cards right will I live or be welcomed into their devious game disguised by its name? Bleed, child, for a long while. Hide your shame and cover your sin. It's a devious game disguised by its name.

My trapped and dying soul could not be more alone. Last night a travesty occurred right before my eyes and I'm trying to recompose my will. Still, I'm hiding my stink from pigs in the pasture. My trapped and dying soul could not be more alone.
Track Name: A Song Called Hell
My life's a long sum-consequence of crimes. My father's son is no brother of mine. His spreading filth is forming a blockade around my house and I can't get out.

I'll light the first match, if just to spark the fire that I need to burn them out and keep my conscience clean. I'd trade my eyes, you know that everybody's done too much and I've seen enough.

Just for a stone to smash apart my dreams like shards of glass left shattered at their feet I'd trade my ears, you know that everybody talks too much and I've heard enough.

All these senses are senseless without sensibility. When I'm feeling defenseless I'll light the first match.

My life's a long sum-consequence of crimes. My father's son is no brother of mine. His spreading filth is forming a blockade around my house and I can't get out.

I'll light the first match...