New album 2015

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I know we don't keep things updated much,but if you haven't heard the new album, please do us a favor and give it... http://t.co/Qb3fvOuO

I know we don't keep things updated much,but if you haven't heard the new album, please do us a favor and give it a listen. You never know if we might spark back up!

http:​//youtu.be​/DjsZYjnTJ​d8​

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Also, the album is now free on our BandCamp. No reason for you all not to have it!

http:​//diestron​gmusic.ban​dcamp.com/​album/bitt​er-hand-of​-judgment​

"T.M.O.M.H​.E.H.B."
"​The​ March of Machines Has Entered His Blood"

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"T.M.O.M.H​.E.H.B."
"​The​ March of Machines Has Entered His Blood"

Time and time again; to be forgiven is love. We've displayed an adjacent bond between Mother Nature and ourselves. To accept our existence as a luxury, as a sickness. To open up, to let it pour out. We've become a cancer. To overcome would be a happenstance. A long-shot of a gamble. I'd bet against us. Against you.

"The Sightless"

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"The Sightless"

Whatever reason, the animosity within you brain will alter your notion. The fact remains we're all the same. The piercing holds, the tolls left branded on your face. The same look of disgust that you portray, shimmers back across the crowded plain, from me to you. I hope that the day will come when you can feel the eyes rest upon your spine. The weight of shackles binding you down, keeping you where you belong. Look up. Parity and the simple signs of trust, humility's forsaken, too vain for so long. For peace, ability oversee, to at least have the decency to muzzle a word. And with the hope that we see a day, where the shade of your face, and the name of your race, will be a concept that we don't understand. Without desire to change, we will never get the chance to. Until that time, I won't settle for less. Let's erase what is left of them, a staple to a future man. Fill their empty hearts with a cesspool of spit that we collect from every nigger, fag, and kike. We fade away into aggression, to spite, to hopeless sense fighting back to say no less. Open up your confined taste in blank morale. You hinder all, no progress, no prevention.

"Faith & Misfortune​"

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"Faith & Misfortune​"

Everyth​ing​ is looking up for the better of us. I can't fathom the chance of failure when all is so aligned, and these dreams are at my expense, so expect my best. And when the time is now, I'll have my empty hands reached as high as you will allow, with open arms ready for the rainfall to pour down. By now I've come to find out my hopes were left to sickle in shining light, far from my grasp, therefore I'm left with nothing. Where do we go from here? All Is lost and we can't recover from this name. But time to heal, we're left with nothing. I've learned to keep my aspirations safely buried deep within. Resort to average, to usual. No reason to reconsider my faith, because I'll never be answered. With no progress, we are left to fend for ourselves in the hands of something more.