Beast of Aotearoa

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Swimming through a depth-less sea of shattered control
While searching for a balance, time it takes it's toll
Caught between the consequences of my actions, the choices that I make
and the reality of a world thrust upon me. What path shall I take?

I am, I am, I am, a

As the offspring of the intrepid who set out in a search for more
The ones who gazed at horizons and dared to leave their shores
In these new lands those who could do thrived
and we made sure those who did not, that they survived
Jack used to be as good as his master, now there’s a gaping fucking rift
We all must unite if we want ourselves to lift

I am, I am, I am, a

I am, I am, I am, a

To the avarice lords who feed us scraps you should heed our call
The Arab Spring can happen here and we will come for you all.
You should be weary I more than a man armed with claws and teeth
Yet when you look in these eyes know that I am beast

I am, I am a, I am a beast

credits

from Volume I Part I, released August 16, 2012
Scribbles and grunts: Shay Willis. Mr Smackiddy Smack: Rob Haines. Fuzzy monster gat: Adam Morris. Fiddly wah gat: Ben Smith. Chuggidy chug gat: Aaron Greave. Engineer: Ben Smith. Master mixing mastas: Mark Prue and Kaine Hood.

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Descendants of Darwin Timaru, New Zealand

The inner musings of simple primates still coming to terms with their existence on a floating rock in a minuscule corner of a vast and ever expanding universe

Descendants formed early 2012 in Timaru, a provincial port town on the South Island of New Zealand.

With the rhythm section's other projects winding down we came together to try and do something different to what we'd done in the past.
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