They Forgot what they Believe
By HoolieBrown on January 31, 2026 1:26 am
Everything tracked direct in to the Dirtywave M8, through an MD421 into a UA 276 as a dumb interface.
Mixed/Mastered in Reaper - post f/x are just some tuning, mods on bridge vocals and a short throw reverb to get stuff like the background vocal stacks to settle. I went with the same process as week 3 - first takes only no retakes, just keep moving forward. Couldn't get everything to pulse and move the way I wanted but I'm tired now, think I'm gonna take a break this weekend and listen to all of your amazing tunes. 
This song is about what it's like growing up in a place where you're taught to never be a bootlicker, never bow down, and be willing to die for your freedom. Freedom for you, your family and your neighbors comes first. Then watching all of those same people who raised you with those ideals become the exact opposite of everything they taught you, and since you're not there anymore you just kind of watch from a distance as they angrily screech about things that don't matter while the last of their integrity and beliefs - which were the CORE of who they were - leaves them. It doesn't leave gracefully, either. The irony is they will die never knowing how much they lost, and how passionately they gave it away. Even when confronted with truth, they don't care, they are the opposite of what they taught you was right, and they are proud of being the opposite of what they taught you was right.
Lyrics:
I remember: blood on my hands, just another day
I was born in a miracle town, deep water and ethereal ground
We never want, we never do without
I remember, blood on my hands, just another day
My home and the people I know, bright sky and a city below
Make it big, a map of many lines
One night an imperial glow, laid the old material low
I don’t recognize what's left and it will all be gone in time
I remember, blood on my hands, just another day
The sun is rising, and here I stand, they’ll never take it away
I never thought that they, would ever join the fray
And be a part of what they called the worst of fates
Our mothers, our fathers, and all that they taught us
They warned us all of Hell then opened up the gates (line missed during tracking, no retakes 
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I was born in a miracle town, deep water and ethereal ground
we ever fight, we never bend the knee
One night an imperial sound, laid waste to the heros abound
Put words into their pockets and they forgot what they believe
I remember, blood on my hands, just another day
The sun is rising, and here I stand, they’ll never take it away
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