Drag those rusted chains
Their scraping voices announce your presence
Your everyday imperfection offends me
Dare to lift those heavy eyelids
And gaze upon perfection
Cower in agreement,
Delay your inevitable exile,
Behind this smile is only destain,
Hold these gifts
You see through my performance
Your applause follows because you’re fucking worthless
When will your friends abandon you?
How are you seen by everyone and no one?
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024