Savage World s/t Vinyl Record

$5.00

Debut seven inch from Savage World and the first Prettiest Princess vinyl release! Angry, fast crossover hardcore for fans of Integrity, Cro-Mags, and Hatebreed. Comes with a digital download code.

 

Track Listing

1. Human Decency, RIP 2016
2. How Does the Ant Conceptualize its Own Mortality?
3. Brock Turner is a Rapist, Cut His Dick Off
4. In the Cold Death of Space No One Can Read Your Twitter
5. Young, Dumb, and Full of Existential Dread
6. Do You Think Donald Trump is Flammable?

Description

 

Human Decency, RIP 2016

 

I climbed a mountain
Just to see what I could see
And when I looked back on my city
What I saw just sickened me

Maggots feasting on the corpses
Of what we were all told to believe

All your heroes are a fucking fraud
Manufactured like your false god
So dont listen to the bedtime stories
That they tell you about death and glory

Theres no light to pierce the darkness
No angels questing through the night

Were all fucking dead
We just don’t all know it yet

And it’s a long way down to the bottom
For the captain of a sinking ship
So the corpse of humanity
will just tighten its grip

 

How Does the Ant Conceptualize its Own Mortality?

 

I am
Destruction
Come to lay waste
Nothingness
made manifest
across all of time and space

No meaning
No reason
No purpose
Just life

The search for something
Just leads to nothing
Space beyond space
Time beyond time
How vain to think that we could shift the paradigm

Humanity
is something
That ought be
overcome

 

Brock Turner is a Rapist, Cut His Dick Off

 

You saw you conquered you came
And who’s to blame
We all know You’ll say
she was asking for it

Was it frustrations
At your fucked up expectations
That women owe you something
Just because you’re a man

But She’s a slut,
And so fucking what?
Fuck the double standards you put up

Privileged fucking scum
You just want to cum
And you’ll keep on
Getting away with it

Cause boys will be boys

So what the fuck are we waiting for?
Like it or not, we’re still at war
And we’ll take no prisoners

So when you get your dick cut off
And head split
We’ll just tell the judge
Hey, he was asking for it

 

In the Cold Death of Space No One Can Read Your Twitter

 

“Just look at me”
We scream out at the world

Do my words mean nothing with no one to hear them
Do my words mean anything at all?

So we bow down at the alter of ego
Vanity is the only self defense
Self help for the self destructive

Who am I without you
to tell me who I am
Who am I without you
to tell me I’m alright

 

Young, Dumb, and Full of Existential Dread

 

Anything for a fuck
Anything to make me feel
I’m still alive

There’s no tomorrow
So how about tonight
Did I smear your make up?
We’re all made up
Can we just make up
Validation
through mutual
masturbation

I can’t be
Empty inside
If I’m still
Full of cum

Feeling something
Must be better than
Feeling nothing
Feeling anything is all I need
Feeling anything
Anything at all

 

Do You Think Donald Trump is Flammable?

 

I’m fucking done pretending
They’ve got a happy ending
Ive got the pitchforks if you’ve got the torches
These fucking monsters just got put on notice

My heroes don’t wear white
Spit fire Watch it ignite
They won’t survive the night

We’ll watch
Their world burn

 

Savage World is:

Matt, Joe, Jimmy, Matt

 

Recorded over a couple days with Greg Thomas at Silver Bullet Studios.

 

Cover art by CJ Jones

Additional information

Weight 1 lbs
Dimensions 7.5 x 7.5 x .5 in