Innocent wings stained black
From the ones who feed her life
Tainted, a disease of the mind
Her silhouette was born of perfection
Every knee shall bend
As they bow in her aura
Total providence,
I saw in your face that were the same when we began
Her scent, so enticing
Her blank stares caress my body
Innocence
Purity
Stripped clean
All that was offered would never satisfy
Those pale eyes shall never reveal what they've seen
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020