CYNICAL

by Scavenger

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about

Recorded on February 5th, 2013.
Released to the public via Bandcamp the following day.

5 red and 5 black cassette copies of CYNICAL were made for our first show on February 16th, 2013.

credits

released 06 February 2013
All tracks were recorded and edited by our own Travis Davis.

Scavenger is:
Mathias Hillborn//Vocals
Travis Davis//Guitar
Justin Kovacs//Bass|Vocals
Chris Mathews//Drums

tags

tags: crust death doom hardcore punk stoner USA

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about

Mathias
Travis
Chris
Justin
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Four Fools
Hardcore/Punk
Maine

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Track Name: Arrogant
Life,
Liberty,
And the pursuit of arrogance.
"All men created equal"
Created envy.

We built up walls,
Blocked out all hope,
only to sit in darkness,
anxious and alone.

These judgmental mouths
That we hide behind
Are the very things
Keeping us up at night.

Life's just a struggle with a back-beat,
And we're singing philanthropy out of key.
We're constantly falling out of pitch,
Tuning out others with our own ignorance.

Get up,
Get on,
And get over yourselves.
Track Name: Lowbrow
I seem to have seen
So many pictures
Of petty things
To keep
Young minds
At ease.

Caught up
In a self-indulgent succession.
Entering with hands,
Fragile and fallible.
Exiting with paws,
Declawed.

You can stare
At the mirrors
Until a new day dawns,
But they will never
Reflect your wealth of character.

Narrow.
Callow.
Fucking shallow.
Track Name: Feign Life
Alive and livid
With your own decisions.
A languid life
Just ain't worth living.
You're wearing out.
You writhe for wealth.
You've depleted your sense of self.

Nocturnal minds
And un-calloused hands,
They lack a praxis
and feed frustrations.

Feed your frustrations.
Feign yourself.
Track Name: Cynical
Time is a Teratism;
A measurement of constraints.
As you bore
Two fingers between the blinds,
All you can contrive is complaints.

These days have grown dull,
And you've been begging
for your burdens
To leave their millstones
For the weaker men.

But am I the weaker man?
Am I the burden?
Track Name: Avaricious
The newscast's failed broadcasts,
Brought to you by an unconscious need.
Today's top story:
Squandering — IN
Sufficiency — OUT

To avaricious tendencies,
You stay prone,
Until you've destroyed
Someone else's home
In the name of your selfish skin.

Dependency,
You preach me your ways.
I'm reluctantly
Realizing that
Our want to survive
Is being blinded by
Heteronomy.

Without you,
I am nothing.
A natural/unnatural love.

Without me,
You would flourish.

Without you,
I'd find something else
To take for granted.