If it was cold you wouldn't know
Cos your blood already runs that way
And if it hurts it doesn't show
Cos you can't feel no pain
Well if it leaves your hand and comes back like a boomerang
Then your fortune's told
Mine's run free and it was torn from me
And I'm frozen from the cold
Hurricane wind's gonna blow and wreck all the things I've built
You oughta know, stay away from here
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022