noises surrounding this afraid little heart
hail of words lost in the dust
he used to be an angel
but the wings just fell apart
he's suffocating in the foam of his own liquid lust
squailor and misery grasping this soul
all perceptions appear to harm
there are only memories left to throw
and set them on fire to get warm
shame on you...shame on you little angel...
shame on you little angel your existance is a blasphemy
now you'll feel what's like to be a humen being
open your eyes for things so hard to belive
see the disgrace is overtaking everything
it's time for you now burn in hell
grasping this soul...
appear to harm...
left to throw...
to get warm...
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023