Fuck you. Fuck your family too. They’re just as guilty. They’re the ones who raised you. Silver spoon, glued to your fucking mouth. Never worked for anything but always have your fucking hands out. The only common ground we share is the one we’ll all be buried in. The reaper favors no one. We all live. We’re all controlled by death.
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