Useful Fictions

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    This is not only the first time the Useful Fictions EP has seen a physical release, but it's also the first time our songs "Killing Time," "Primal Rage," & "Dead Hands" have been on a physical release. Our friends at Vamonos Records did a great job putting this together, & we're stoked to be working with them. The CD booklet contains all the lyrics & release information.

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1.
A broken visage glances back through the glass Peeling away at it's dissipating skin Searching for the piece it knows it'll never find It waits It wavers It cries out Accepting That everything We do will be Repurposed Revisionists rebranding hymns of the past At the behest of the coin Content to remain thieves Rendered where only filth survives Depraved No edge to the cut of their teeth Stripping faces Bled from the husk until only Filth survives Or is wiped from the earth What Do you get From hearing the same songs Stolen a thousand Times Do you fear Your ego adrift Lost in a plastic world Where you get No Say In what They Take
2.
Spies 04:33
Ready to prove it's not a disguise Ready to pull the mask from their eyes Ready to prove it's not a disguise Ready to pull the mask from their eyes Dress yourself in the garb of whoever's got the edge Actions run by egos unrepentant and unrestrained cowards resigning faith to entropy Artificial convictions gladly cast aside The moment they see what they need Is just over the line So give in to the ones who would Rather see all of us dead, distort your own rhetoric Then vomit it out at the world Ready to pull the mask from their eyes (Ready to pull this plug and just die) You're just traitors, you're not fucking spies Spineless traitors convinced by your own lies I've seen you admit it God damned brainwashed fucking scabs Selling out for what? Opportunistic fucking worms Nothing that you say means anything No, there's no bailing out No, there's nothing else to do The ones who sold your skin Are waiting to put a bullet into your head No I guess you don't fear the damage that comes from towing the line You just hide No No matter how many times You rebrand yourself, you're still unable to hide No disguise Remorselessly standing by While we're drowning neck deep in fascist decline And you won't even try What else is there to do If every choice we have just leads to death But what else can we do to survive No, there's no bailing out No, there's nothing else to do The ones who sold your skin Are waiting to put a bullet into your head.
3.
Until Heads roll Nothing Will change It's great I love waking up every day To work so we can fund Global destruction and colonization The joys of an empire in decline When you ask me Why I'm so depressed Maybe it's because i was told That I can't use Words like slaughter To describe the Guiltless Murder Of 14,000 kids Until Heads roll Nothing Can change Reject Revolt Or there will be No fucking peace And no, no I'm not fine I'm still looking for ways To shove the guilt and panic Deep inside To pretend I don't care While the world melts around me But the price of indifference Is endless war and death Until Heads Roll Nothing Will change
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Ad Nauseam 03:33
Am I a spectacle or just a Spectator? Am I even the one who's In control? What is all of this If not a show? where Im expected to Endlessly Produce ad nauseam only content If we're not content only content When I'm spiraling When beauty has been stripped From every part of the world And the cattle prod that provokes you Goes deeper still When nothing feels profound And everything is fucked And all that we can do Is become part of the horror show Only content When were not content only content When were not content We can't end the nightmare Or even explain it Keep pulling our strings So they lay tight across our neck When beauty has been stripped From everything around you what can fill the disconnect?

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Engineered by Nick Bellmore at Dexters Lab Recording
@dexterslabrecording
Artwork by Jagat Suri
@jagatsuri

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released December 12, 2025

Trevor Reitano - Vocals
Alan Hague - Guitar
Joshua Connell - Bass
Matthew O'Brien - Drums

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