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Coursing

from Sequester by Itoarazi

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Under cover of the dark of night, their
Target site bare,
The boys venture out for the game
With the tools of their trade in transit
These filthy bandits
Endeavor to stake their claim

With no regard for the laws at hand, they
Make their gangway
To capture their ill-gotten lots
They seem to revel in their victims' torment
Inhaling their warm scent
Their own needs tyrannizing their thoughts

And so plays out the age-old tale
The innocent perish, the privileged prevail
Never mind their vile and sordid ways
Just grease the right palms, and malevolence pays

Rendering the prey's sanctuary
Sanguinary
Rejoicing in their reward
They laugh their heads off as they leave, elated,
At the newly fated
And their pleas for mercy ignored

Another set of tragic casualties laid
New enemies made
Of millions who voice their contempt
But to the lads, it doesn't matter one bit
For they're no culprits
They deem themselves from justice exempt

And so plays out the age-old tale
The innocent perish, the privileged prevail
Never mind their vile and sordid ways
Just grease the right palms, and malevolence pays

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from Sequester, released May 6, 2020

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Itoarazi Massachusetts

One-man recording project based in New England. Electronic / ambient / noise / shoegaze / doom / post-rock / experimental / synthwave / prog / dub / whatever he damn well feels like.

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