The Trees See More

by Nahja Mora

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The Trees See More paints a view of modern societal decay. it outlines the decrepit factors that shape our current reality: the puppetry of political process; the deviants that are beaten into violence; the loss of faith; the disintegration of fantasy; the destruction of our planet simply for power and wealth; the isolation of being alone in a crowd; and finally the traumatic death of spirit.

This hour+ album utilizes the cacophony of maddening synthesizers; tortured and twisted samples; sinisterly stalking bass; desperate vocals; terrifyingly intricate beats; and cascades of mechanized programming to score the sound of our collective decay.

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released March 7, 2017

written and produced by josef saint.
cello on destructor; the very last of summer; tomorrow by jenny rae mettee
percussion on destructor by hemlock
synth bass on removal and tomorrow by jenny rae mettee
electric bass, acoustic guitar, knose on dream dead by hobart blankenburg
samples on tomorrow by hemlock
recorded at the injury box baltimore md usa
mastered by eric oehler at submersible studios.
cover illustration by s. stadelmyer
© 2017 Nahja Mora

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Industrial-Horror from Baltimore, MD, USA.

Soundtracks for a shattered mind.

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Track Name: Removal
All of my heroes are dead
all of those liars are buried
we were never redeemed
so this never subsided

all leaders wear forged imitations
a stolen name shackled in place
painting scars on dead skin
itching to find a replacement

something must
change for me
it's been this way
since January

Despot adorned in golden threads
declaring the dearth of his plans
cultured threats stir the breeze
feeding the flames on your homeland

broken glass cuts derision loose
the sweet smell of fear
blaring trumpets score the scene
now wake to the fire you fanned

something must
change for me
it's been this way
since January
Track Name: Inside Out
trigger warning
underneath
we explode

beat down
cornered
ignored

silenced
chained
alone
tell me how to mend
talk to me

face down on the floor again
cold tile sings back muted jeers
the broken thing tries to stand
and then i fall

hands first into wet
fingers crack against ground
wiping up my blood
in front of everyone

i disappear

can i finish
can i finish
you'll turn yourself
inside out until until
until you're an apex killer

virginal purity masked in maths
try to detect your hidden paths
open your mind realize the signs
this is how their fear shines

Inside out but no one would see
Left outside when the rain's a sea
There's the oar: hollowpoint belief
Have faith, congregation, i'll show you free.

Face your God.
Track Name: Destructor
Overcast
Threat
Tempest churning
spinning cascade
a library of excuse
strewn in the sand
spewing fuel summand
vision and vision
fall loose
cash/petrol
(fall loose)
lost in a sea
running out with the tide.

Knives out, gnashing teeth
felled trees, skeleton leaves
staggering in the blow
buried in the snow

you can't trust the tide
you can't enlist the moon
what you have tried to hide
the oceans will never abide.

The debt will be paid.
Track Name: Dream Dead
Sing along and sleep forever
Dream dead those things to do
Throw a party with the children
Throw a party, invite even you

Send a note to the shadow
Who lives behind the door
Shine a light in his eyes now
Ask him what he came here for

Come on and chase the insects
Butterflies, spiders, and ants
They'll run, they won't tell you
That I won't take the chance

My ghost dead in the wardrobe
He pines for what he regrets
So learn from the spectre
Otherwise you'll never forget.

Escape imaginary
Forget the release
You'd stop your own damn heart
If it'd kill the leech.