Piece of flesh
Drop of blood
Pound for pound I will cut you down
You've had your chance
You know where I stand
There will be no mercy
When you think you've escaped from me (you won't)
The moment you don't fear and pray
I'll shatter the fantasy you've gotten away
Weak motherfucker it's the price you'll pay
A head for an eye
A stab for a cut
Ignorance is bliss till you're begging to die
Now you're afraid of the consequence for the choices you've made
Self-realization: I exist to hurt
A murderous secret I hide in my chest
A pact of violence that I've suppressed
I've planned your death and I'm fuckin obsessed
I touched darkness and let out a smile
Degrade myself just to feel a while
Disgusting and perverse, condemn my soul
I thrive in agony it makes me whole
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…
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