Drums performed by Rob Lovell & recorded by Andy Patterson at The Boar's Nest, Salt Lake City.

Guitar, bass & vocals performed/recorded by Aaron D.C. Edge at the Southern Lord Compound, Los Angeles.

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MOONSHINE:
No matter what light guides you home, claim that the son of God is the one saving your life. Really? Saving your life? Head in the clouds. The tears and the bows. Shine… shine on. Closed eyes and ears, but still tapping along to a strange song. Standing up tall, you know it all. Preaching the word, don’t you know it’s absurd? Live in the clouds, on your knees, oh the bows. Shine… shine on. Oh bro, with all you claim to know, changing, though, so not to burn below. Strategically placing rules around you. But, yer about to walk on your own land mine. Strategically placing rules around you. Yer about to walk on your own land mine... your own land mine. Chalk it, walk it, talk it, talk it. Walk it, talk it, I will fuckin’ mock it! I will fuckin’ mock it! I will fuckin’ mock it!

INBREEDING:
Raise them up to be all you wish you were. Craze them to live with an unseen master, and as his server… They don’t know what life is without guidance, knowledge and life lessons. Your making clones of yourselves. for fear that if you don’t, it ends. Your choosing paths for open minds and scarring flesh that never mends. Creating armies of slaves. Sending ships into the waves. Creating armies of slaves. Sending them into the unknown haze.

DELUSIONS:
Delusional, delusional! Your mind is fucked and you are lost! Delusional, delusional! Live by the page in rage, at any cost... oh, your fucked man. Raising the flag, liven’ to brag, you don’t even know what yer spitting for. Stick with the plan, see if you can, that guard dog takes a beating no more. Armed to the teeth, turning no leaf, blocking the past like yer blocking the fucking door. Open the door, just once more. Open the door. Open the door.

VENOM:
Bottle it up and push your head back. Take it all in and ignore the attack. Faith in the poison will sure show us all. You are the man who will not take the fall. Coursing through your veins like his own blood. Go, tell it: the effect of the wrong becoming the right. This just might be your very last fight. Faith in the poison will sure show us all. You are the man who will not take a fall. Coursing through your veins like his own blood. Die!

MAKER-MEETING:
Are you ready? Are you prepared? Spending your days, counting mistakes. Making them all over again. Was it worth it, does it count? Do you ever question or doubt? Chose the best dress, better not guess. Meeting the maker could be quite a mess. Oh no, yer wearing the wrong tie. Oh no, what will he think of you when you die? Spending your days, counting mistakes. Making them all over again. Was it worth it, does it count? Do you ever question or doubt? Chose the best dress, better not guess. Meeting the maker could be quite a mess. Maybe, just hang yourself with that tie... instead. Meet the man. Have a plan. Must impress. Pass the test. Meet the man.