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lyrics
Marching to the drum of the monetary host
Surrounded by the scrum
Pressure overdosed
Death to the malcontent
All hail the ascent
Endless beats dictating the rhythm
The hammering breaks my eardrum
I’m haunted by a doctrine of a righteous existence serving a god
My value, my reach, my fate is written down on the bills, the masses laude
it infested my morality
I’m close to loose my fate
yearning for this so called security
damned to be chased
I’m attracted by my dark side
disevolve me
My mind is a hell
My thoughts are my cell
This world is a hell
My life is my cell
Dark, bleak, and brutal. This is a one-of-a-kind exercise in hopelessness that is beyond the pale and fully merged with ragged, blood-dripping aggression. Now add a touch of metal structure and excellent production. Jake
In terms of darkness and extremity we have reached a point here. There is a lot going on during this record but the theme of just utter fucking ugliness permeates. Beautifully grotesque. Great record. popcornpoopturd