City of Dust

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Sixty miles north of a militarized zone is a place I call my home
The Devil’s Highway lures and kills dreams left unfulfilled
Here death is like breathing…
Overworked and underpaid. Too much sun not enough rain
But here I stay the native son. Too torn to leave, too tired to run
This place once so resolute now verging on the destitute
Home is where the heart is, hell is where the home is

Laws change. People die. The land remains.
Laws change. People die. The land remains.
In this city of dust. City Of Dust.

Despite this drought, the tide will turn

Despite this drought, the tide will turn
Despite this drought, the tide will turn

This may be my last chance I get to express all my disgust
An all American wasteland about to get fatally crushed
Here death is like breathing…
Don’t blame the scapegoat It’s the iron walls, the bane of us all
No dignity in settling for silver in this land of copper
And I don’t know if I have the spirit to stomach this anymore
Home is where the heart is, hell is where the home is

Laws change. People die. The land remains.
Laws change. People die. The land remains.
In this city of dust. City Of Dust.

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from City of Dust, released February 18, 2014

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Godhunter Tucson, Arizona

Influenced just as much by Black Flag as Black Sabbath, Godhunter worships at the altar of the riff and creates a raw wall of sound that refuses to follow conventional patterns. "Wolves" was voted one of the best local metal releases of 2012 by the Tucson Weekly. The album was also reviewed in well known publications such as Metal Hammer and Hails & Horns Magazine. ... more

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