I see the desperation
Everybody talks but nobody walks the walk
They fear the fall, they fear the fog
Your eyes see less than an eyeless
The untouchable its a mind creation,
but your mind has been obliterated
At the end of the day you'll seat on your couch
Doing nothing
How many times
You'll be sitting on your couch
Doing nothing
Maybe you should have your lips glued
Maybe you're hands should be tied too
The time you spent judging others
You've created so little,
Now the strugle is real
You're condemned to what you do but don't forget what you feel too
Doing nothing
How many times
You'll be sitting on your couch
Doing nothing
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023
On their Relapse debut, the Richmond experimental metal band deliver a grim forecast for humanity built on nonstop sonic brutality. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 24, 2022