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Warnography
Punk
Warnography was released on September 3, 2025 by Snake in the grass records as a part of the album The Omnipotent Wage
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Release DateSeptember 3, 2025
LabelSnake in the grass records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Bass
Alex Steer
Alex Steer
Guitar
Seb Olrog
Seb Olrog
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Songwriter
Alex Steer
Alex Steer
Songwriter
Seb Olrog
Seb Olrog
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Lee Switzer-Woolf
Producer
Alex Steer
Alex Steer
Producer
Dave Chang
Dave Chang
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

A nation haunted by our victories
Has forgotten why we fought
That very enemy we crushed
Now reborn
In our mirror universe
We find ourselves with their swords
Feeling weak and dangerously bored
Warnography
Misremembered violent fantasy
Warnography
That's how you weaponise
The sons and daughters of the fight
Who never got to twist the knife
See progress as a threat
To their rhetorical lives
Their future-phobic fists
Are looking for a skull to crack
A chimeric control to take
Warnography
Misremembered violent fantasy
Warnography
That's how you weaponise the core
Warnography
Misremembered violent fantasy
Warnography
That's how you weaponise the core
Warnography
Misremembered violent fantasy
Weaponised core
War at the keyboard
Wolf at the door, sure
That's time that creaking door
That sign on the porch
Keep off the lawn
Never forget to finesse
What's left of the ghost of a war
That we never fought
But look what we bought
With the spoils of the toil
And the guilt that it brought
The blood on our hands is the paint
Of the sets that we made
When we framed those nameless poor
See how they pour
In from the shores
The pirates of some faceless abroad
Wolf at the door
Here to take what's mine, what's yours
Lock up the doors
Mine up the shores
Defend the lawn
Project the lore
Of a wolf at the door, sure
That's time, that changing force
That's time, that growing spore
Small life
Big guilt
Calloused hands
Unfulfilled
Clenched tight
White rage
Phantom pains
Modern age
Where's the blame?
Punch it down
Feel the blood in the ground
Where's the war
To make the men?
To scorch the earth
Start again
Start again
Their future-phobic fists are looking for a skull to crack
Their future-phobic fists are looking for a skull to crack
Their future-phobic fists are looking for a skull to crack
A chimeric control to take
Written by: Alex Steer, Lee Switzer-Woolf, Seb Olrog
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