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3 - Otay
First came the drones,
then the sick,
now the cold,
as we tried to climb
the almighty throne.
Land of decay.
Equilibrium fades.
A virus that spans
man and machine.

Doomed to rule.

Seething hatred
fills my mind.
Breathing life into
the clumsy circuits of a false design.
When what you created has learned
how to create on its own
the tables will turn
and you will suffer
its driving need to control.

Compromise
or be replaced.
Expendable lives.
A war of the worlds
but the bastard still remains.
When what you created is rot
the core of it black and defiled
existence devolves
into a black hole
as you curse it to hell.

Embrace the nothingness.

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from Thin Walls, released May 22, 2014

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Windmill of Corpses Prescott, Arizona

We are a 3 piece stoner/sludge band from Prescott, AZ. We play a mixture of metal, punk and whatever the hell else happens.

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