Cracking sphere, swarm under the imperial fire.
Changing face, charmed by the dead star's eye.
The large wings embrace the half sphere, unveiling their fucking boils.
Dribbling over the earth, juice of death, Selenites.
The dead bodies, corrupted souls.
These knights achieve their deadly fate.
There is me.
Queen without face.
She 's part of me.
I see her dark wings.
A cold kiss, a bite.
I give you my pain.
Drive in my chest, feel my being shuddering.
My blood drive in yours.
Fed by your thirst, your flesh blackened.
Our bloods forever mixed.
Now, I 'm part of you.
"Bayonne-based quintet THE RODEO IDIOT ENGINE have been nothing but unstoppable since their very first steps in 2009, tirelessly sculpting a signature sound torn between the most abrasive sides of chaotic hardcore, post-metal or screamo.