Of Wisdom and War

from Dead Endings

November 21st, 2025

8 tracks

54:10

Dead Endings

Of Wisdom and War

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Of Wisdom and War

Born of Plagues

When walls start closing in again - All you can hear are the echoes A war that rages in your head - I hope you’re drowning in it And there’s no good to come from this All sound and fury and useless No enemy takes the field Whose is the blood that’s spilled? And you’re feeding the beast Self-flagellation - no release There is no path to peace When you’re feeding the beast Am I my brother’s keeper? Who sows shall be the reaper Scrubbing hands in the acid bath Shedding skin - shedding past And I’m feeding the beast A sacrifice for my release My only path to peace So I’m feeding the beast And the walls are closing in - And the echoes come again Circling vultures wheel and spin - I’m fucking drowning in it… Out from the shadows that shaped me - Strong enough to make you hate me Unburdened now by cross or crown - I watch the ancients overthrown And there’s no good to come from this All sound and fury and useless Am I my brother’s keeper? Who sows shall be the reaper I hope you’re drowning in it…

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Written over a nearly five-year period, Dead Endings is a collection of complaints and commiserations that takes aim at social ills and personal woes through a lens of gothic horror and unrepentant riffage. Melding influences from Winter and Hooded Menace to Black Sabbath and Motorhead into a mix of dirge-like plodding, breakneck thrashing, and classic metallic grooves, this brute of an album never sits still for long. Its eight tracks and 55-minute runtime will feed your need for all things heavy and leave you eager for more.