We come alive when
The moon hits the sky
We're the bandit family Procyonidae
You know you wanna
Eat the frittata
Don't wanna but my instincts say I gotta
It ain't an easy life, but it's the only life we live
Survivalists by nature, sustained by taking what you give
Watch what you throw away, your trash is now our gold
We've got some makeshift thumbs, which makes our hands....hands that you can hold
No invention of man, can contain me
I rule the forests, cities, rivers, and the valleys
I roam the streets
won't face defeat,
got all I need,
here at my feet
The world is ours
it's in our paws,
we write the laws
Pro-cy-on-i-dae
no we won't die
this is our life - blegh-
It ain't an easy life, but it's the only life we live
Survivalists by nature, sustained by taking what you give
Watch what you throw away, your trash is now our gold
We've got some makeshift thumbs, which makes our hands....hands that you can hold
No invention of man, can contain me
I rule the forests, cities, rivers, and the valleys
I roam the streets
won't face defeat,
got all I need,
here at my feet
The world is ours
it's in our paws,
we write the laws
credits
from Rabid,
released July 6, 2022
Dustin merson - lyrics
The Brazilian metal outfit teaches a lesson in exemplary thrash, delivering palm-mute chugging, dexterous fretwork, and infuriated-but-intelligible vocals on every song Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 21, 2021