Split

by Seek Nothing

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    Our new split with No End In Sight from Suttgart and our first physical vinyl cause we needed more scene points. Tim from Bound By Modern Age did us a solid and did all the groundwork, please buy so we can purchase a van to die in.

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Split with No End In Sight from Stuttgart, physical release early 2017

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Recorded Summer 2016 by Simon at Golden Retriever Studios Berlin and then mixed & mastered by Werner Robitza

All songs written by Seek Nothing © Seek Nothing 2016

Photography by Anthony Giles and design by Zoe Noble

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released October 31, 2016

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Seek Nothing Berlin, Germany

Not so bad Hardcore.

Ant - Bass
Mike - Vocals
CJ - Guitar
Dave - Drums

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Track Name: Satanic Panic
This isn’t Nostradamus
This is society brought to its knees
By recycling old values
That mean nothing to me

Control the outcome
Protect the vein
A bloody vessel
Not accustomed to change
A vicious cycle
To leave or remain

Your final appeal
Has been denied
Before we begin
Any last requests
Prepare the guillotine

Bleed me out
Pull the plug
Heal the wounds
Dry my bones
Bleed me out
Pull the plug
Start again
Track Name: Whale Thrower
Well there it is
Marks out of ten
Where was the effort now take a bow
Now lets pretend that we're so righteous
Arms crossed blank stare we so spoilt for choice
What else did you expect
More blood sweat and tears
Now give us your attention cause that's what we crave
The less that you move the less we care
I'm not saying that we're so perfect
We like our violence looking to impress
We take our poison like it's something to digest
Where is the drama where is the pain
Pull my hair stick your fingers down my throat
Band wagon what was the entrance fee
To cross your arms and stare right back at me
Arms crossed (we're so spoilt for choice)
Blank stare (a line must be drawn)
Arms spread (but you never will)
Reset (the reason forgot)