when you see land you will shout out ho! when you taste the grapes you will know and when smell john brown moulderin' in his grave his soul is marching on- glory glory halleluja! glory glory hallelu! mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord he is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored he hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword his truth is marching on- glory glory hallelujah! glory glory halleluh!
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020