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Fleshwounds

from Funeral Winds by Wastewalker

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  • Hard copy "Funeral Winds" (2016)
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    This is a hard copy of our debut album Funeral Winds.

    1 Hazmat Birth
    2 Fleshwounds
    3 Funeral Winds
    4 The Consumption
    5 War Never Changes
    7 Apathy for Those Left Drowning
    8 Immortal, I Create

    Includes unlimited streaming of Funeral Winds via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $1 USD  or more

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 3 Wastewalker releases available on Bandcamp and save 25%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Trapped Between Realms of Suffering, Lowborn, and Funeral Winds. , and , .

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      $14.25 USD or more (25% OFF)

     

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Let your hate flow free, anonymous words find themselves upon eager ears, the praise of the masses falling by the wayside
My eyes are blind to the love received, thin skin peels easily, I can't wait to hear more about my wasteland journey from you! You seem to know me all too well
You're the expert on my life!
I walk a different path, shunned for my passion, but I forever laugh, and I'm forever lasting
A mile in my shoes equals a smile you cannot lose, you wish you could trade your life for mine
You wish you could grow half a spine
Every arm reaching up to bring me down shall become another severed limb in an every growing mountain of corpses, I climb this mountain higher every day, my psychotic smile showered by the blood spray
You're the expert on my life, every word that escapes your lips will be force fed back until you swallow it, every word is worthless, just like your world, you live inside a glass box, seeking refuge from your refuse
When life intersects with art, cold knives dissect my heart, ignorance is truly bliss

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from Funeral Winds, released November 1, 2016

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