Piles of corpses, filling your sight
Annihilate all in your path
Nuclear fire scorched sky burning night
A mass fuckin’ grave and bloodbath
Victims lie screaming and writhe in death’s grasp
Unholy mother of doom
Choking on blood of the breath they breathe last
They’ll meet their black end all too soon
Poor kill the rich and their flesh feed the rats
epidemic of social decay
Skulls are exploding ‘neath dripping red bats
Sick species sees end of all days
Bullets and bodies meet headlong in flight
Blasting the world to the past
Inhuman condition in all of its might
A blood hungry savage romance
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024