1. |
Haste
00:28
|
|||
2. |
Lifetime Original Movie
02:50
|
|||
|
A chance encounter, turned into a hunt.
I was reluctant, but you had to insist.
Between us, if I could choose one I'd choose neither.
Burn the ship, leave the city in ashes.
Dope sick with anger, sticky sweet with hate.
I still hear you, I can only hope you hurt.
Shivering on a lonely night.
A noseless face warmed by spite.
I never knew what to say.
If only they made a card for this type of thing.
|
||||
3. |
Revenge Fuck
04:34
|
|||
|
It's time to judge.
This time I will judge you.
How does it feel?
So sensitive.
It's all in your head now you whine, cry.
As long as you think you are the victim you can't be blamed.
Get over your fucking self.
Shut the fuck up.
It's all in your head.
Maybe you're just projecting again, but I've grown sick of this pity party.
My assault bursts through the mantle of my bitterness grown thick from years watching my every word.
Cautiously taking notice of every idiosyncrasy, every facial tick.
Overly analyzing so as not to offend.
But I'm done now.
I've had enough.
Only disengagement can cure this disease.
|
||||
4. |
J.A.G.S.
01:26
|
|||
|
With or without sin, I cast all stones.
Don't drink lightly, succumb to my slurred vengeance.
Savor, devour and be forgotten.
Worthless.
Intents and purposes, all belly up as you drag your fucking feet.
Shuffle. Cower. Fail.
Feel bad about yourself.
|
||||
5. |
From the Gut
03:01
|
|
||
|
What is this?
I don't like it.
Curled up on the floor.
Wretch.
Fuck this, I remember.
Guts explode. Wretch
Release. I must sleep. Wretch.
Throbbing, aching.
I'm so fucking weak.
Wretch.
Too Fucking weak.
Wretch.
Where's all the blood? Am I dying?
The demons have taken hold.
Weak.
Wretch.
There's nothing left in me.
Figure it out.
I've got nothing left.
I explode.
I wretch, so weak, must sleep..
|
||||
6. |
Rock the Vote
04:02
|
|||
|
Buy. Buy.
Buy all the useless shit you can get your hands on.
Hate.
Hate your fellow man.
Ignore.
Ignore all of your freedom as it's stripped away.
Give in.
Give in to your life as a slave.
Give in.
Your money is debt.
Your world a prison.
And your existence is a joke.
And all for what?
Why?
Because you just don't care.
No one fucking cares.
|
||||
Kenaima Denver, Colorado
Kenaima is a band of uncompromising intensity. Bringing Hardcore sensibilities to Technical Metal, they remain true to the cause of Progressive music. Wrapped with a bow of snark and delivered unapologetically, they aim to leave a lasting impression on audiences far and wide. ... more
Kenaima recommends:
Stimpy Lockjaw
by Stimpy Lockjaw
ummm... listen to it. jesus.
go to album
soooooo ahead of their time.
go to album
Ni.
go to albumIf you like Kenaima, you may also like:
supported by 11 fans who also own “Haste”
The Molten Larva is one of, if not THE MOST, pissed off track(s) I've ever heard thus far..
go to album
supported by 10 fans who also own “Haste”
The breakcore section in this track was so unexpected yet oh so welcome. Killer album
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Feb 4, 2022
go to album
