Opaque
All light omitted
Battered, carefree of caution
Cloaked and strictly bound
Draped in motes of dirt
Feverish bastard heritage of murky waters flown to squalid ground
The delectation requires a substantial toll
Far off from might
The view to mind's all too clear to overhaul
Hope extinguished
Revere the sick scolding the fucking peasants to constantly outperform
A dim locus
Which cove will be mine?
Feverish bastard heritage
Climbing the boughs
Clinging by their teeth
Damned fucking brutes and their exquisite god given rights
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