Dancing around the garden of death
The seeds have been planted
Dried roots wrapped around this hollow vessel
Nothing grows here
Consumed the dirt
Puked guilt soaked mud
Mother earth ashamed
She weeps in sorrow
As her sun shines no more
Rest in a bed of dead roses
Thorns scrape to the bone
Poisoned water rains down
Deteriorating everything
Decomposed innocence
Fruits of labour have become rotten
Truth has made its way to the surface
Mother earth has cast her judgement
Let the insects eat my flesh
Two piece grind from Canada spitting out pure fire. Blew our tiny minds away in Windsor recently. Members of Fuck The Facts, The Great Sabatini. Minors
Easily the hardest record of 2017, pulverising bleak hardcore shrouded in anonymity. Southern Lord brining just the right amount of light onto this dark, dark stuff. Minors
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I generally appreciate the album by album move away from hardcore towards extreme metal. Yet for me personally, this is where the balance is perfect. Kind of like Metallica's Ride the Lightning: subsequent albums were more sophisticated and complex, yet less intense, too. Great to come back to, again and again. jornfin