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Die Hungry (The Vulture Awaits)

by The Almsmen

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When a predator sets its sights it will feast on its pray
now the wolves are at our doors all howling like strays
antitoxic product spreads propaganda through the market
discrediting the achievements of poor self conscious artists
while the prophets of revolution spout theoretical nonsense
without their self inclusion in their gospel they prophet
cynicism rises in a food chain divided
now the stray dogs will be the ones to feast on the prizes

If a pretty pictures what they want let me paint the perfect image
or a grotesque witness let me gut it and twist it
till a malformed bleeding mess is what's left on the page
welcome to the bleeding hearts buffet check in and stay
is success dictated by what's left on your plate, or the meat that you gave, or the fangs that you break? frustrated by the animals content in their cage, looking down on me with a strange look on their face (they say)

You don't know what its like to be trapped inside my shallow life

I just don't know what its like because I fought my life to survive.

The boy who pissed his pants on the first day of first grade, cried his eyes out when his father went away, toughened his skin from the fear of his last days, is frightened now of the clock laughing in his face.

I'm old enough to know and I'm dumb enough to try as the clock keeps tick tick ticking through my life, a balanced amount of ignorance and foresight, Specials a word for those too afraid to try, I see those at the top too full to eat and us strays at the bottom still scrounging for some meat, If shadows surround casting its judgement with the potential to loose the things that we once loved when... The people that we lost, a nostalgic taste, the judgments that were passed, another blissful day, the blood stained lines, and the smiles on your face, I'll write it all down on this page page page, ink forged like iron inside of my veins, a torch in the dark lit to light the flames, for the people who move and feel the same way, who die in the streets begging for change.

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released February 1, 2020
Drums: Zac Imperial
Bass: Sean Reyes
Lead Guitar & Hydro Flask: Kevin Vargas
Lead Vocals & Rhythm Guitar: Connor Dyer
Background Vocals & Production: The Almsmen

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The Almsmen Los Angeles, California

We're a Los Angeles based rock band formed in late 2015. With influences spanning from metal, punk, blues, and indie our style of music can be hard to categorize. Our goal as a band is to make music we can be proud of and that people will enjoy.

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