Daughter - The Flowers That Grow

They are unanimous in their hate for me and I welcome their hate!

You are the gardener, with the words that you speak,
Of blooms that grow bright, of roots that grow deep
Each painful attack, strength mothered by you,
Each venomous barb, births power anew

These defiant seeds, you cannot halt
My flesh is the soil, you cannot salt
These shoots burst forth, born in hatred
Their search for joy, unabated
Nothing but growth from your violence created

You break through the ground, in order to kill,
But all that you do, is strengthen our will,
Nature mistaken, now fully corrected,
Made strong by your blade, hardened, perfected

These defiant seeds, you cannot halt
My flesh is the soil, you cannot salt
These shoots burst forth, born in hatred
Their search for joy, unabated
Nothing but love by your venom created

The knives they cut deep,
But no blood will flow,
From wounds that are made,
For the flowers that grow

The knives they cut deep,
But no blood will flow,
From wounds that are made,
For the flowers that grow

ABOUT THIS TRACK
A brutal wall of sound that celebrates resilience in the face of transphobic hatred. That in each assault, each venomous barb, there is simply a new opportunity for defiant growth. ‘The knives they cut deep but no blood will flow, from the wounds that are made for the flowers that grow'. The onslaught of blast beats, brutal vocals and fast tremolo picked riffs do not let up as ever increasing tension begs for release.