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FLOODS 10:03
We’ll gather and hold hands. This flood will drown us. My neck will break from the weight of these words. Bellowed from the graves of whores and thieves. We will swallow this water in our lungs. Our lives, our hopes will die with our breath. These are your floods.
If we think harder, will our thoughts be stronger? Will our insights be much broader? Will these ideas enlighten, or burden us with guilt and doubt? How can it be that we’re all right? We all can’t be wrong? That’s why we’re all drowning.
I knew it – that we would never have guessed. Our failures lie straight ahead. The longing for truth is set aside for the stark and cold. Your longing is futile when cold grips your face. Slowly, it bears its teeth on you. The weight. The burden. Their tears will flood the lands. This is my burden on my children. This is theirs to bear on their shoulders and on their backs. Now, heed by cries and pleas for mercy. This weight, this curse; grudging and freezing. You left us nothing. Our deaths will break this cycle – this structure. This blood will be etched in these walls.
You will march at my command. Look at me, boy! You will bow down! Your guilt. Condensation. In this pressure, the world will crush you. You fail. Look at you, so worthless. All you have are bags of meat. Give yourself to my wrath. No words can change your situation.
“The devil is not as black as he is painted.”
EQUUS 30:00
There's sun for miles, But not a drop, To quench...To Wet. I drink sand and wind. Once adorned. Worshipped. You rained death and despair. With your voice, cities crumbled. He was the man, He was the end.


released February 23, 2013

NJ Borreta - Vocals, Guitars, Cello, & Viola
Collin Young - Guitars, Backing Vocals
Justin Hunt - Bass, Backing Vocals
Jon Galletly - Drums, Backing Vocals

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Collin Young
Recorded at B-TOWN SOUND Studio in Burlington, Ontario
Artwork and Layout by Justin Hunt


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HAMMERHANDS Toronto, Ontario

4 dudes making loud music in suburbia

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