New Ruin is the first ever single from experimental/nyhc/metal band Champion Bastard. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Joey Zampella (Life of Agony), a song that dwells on technology and its encroachment on the human mind, the last frontier. - Lyrics - Injection of perception Plug me in and turn me inside out Halliburton put a hurting On the threat that was trying to take Me out Gimme oil, in my soil Put a kerosene rag inside my mouth - These busy streets They be keeping it moving Inside of me It's like a new ruin I plead my case - Perceiving what i'm needing A hundred channels to cut my stream Off good Distractions filled with action A landscaper in a beautiful Neighborhood - These busy streets They be keeping it moving Inside of me It's like a new ruin I make my case - These blackened streets Are all cleared of conscience No certainty Except our destruction Oh suffering - This is the New Ruin This is the New Ruin This is the New Ruin This is the New Ruin - I won't let em do it I gotta get home I won't let em ruin it A man's not made of stonemore

My New Track in two versions, this is one of it. Hope You like it. Enjoy and have fun, OUT NOW on Spotify more

This is the latest single from Champion Bastard, a metal/hardcore project from the NYC area. It is a protest song. - Lyrics - criticize all criticism turn the black into the white engineer blind Patriotism burn up all the books and kill the light - put the liars in all the pulpits twist the word to meet your greed the handmaiden of peace is justice and neither was ever your priority - we stand defiant against your will wont bow to the golden calf and the worship of the dollar bill - don’t want your heaven your Heaven is hell to me we are the ones who have ears to hear we’re the ones who have eyes to see - this is my war dance - into the future of certain danger what won’t you do to stay on top stare down the barrel of the faceless stranger walk into the fire with my head held up - compromise is the siren that beckons the easy life on a silver tray we won’t bow to the fallen idols got everything we need inside of this day - we stand resistant to your ideas so pure Always selling security And never being secure - don’t want your heaven your Heaven ain’t shit to me Babylon is falling and her children will be free - this is my war dance - walk through the fire with my held held high - as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death more