I refuse to identify with shit. Mankind is an unmarked grave, regression looming overhead like birds of prey and I’m a walking carcass. Take from me all that is essential for preservation, or leave me to wither away in peace. I am not responsible for a lack of impression. It’s not my fault that all I’ll leave behind is blood. Survived by nothing, death casts a shadow over me but not against my will. If humanity is my cross to bear. I will drive nails through my feet until my halo resembles a crosshair. Survived by nothing, death casts a shadow over me.
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023