Scarce progress from complacence in your way. Well, you’ll find that sterile thoughts are brought by notions of self-imposed grandeur. But, arm the suffix, Well, rebuke the Stoic, I, rescind composure. Sound set, standoff. Well, weapon logic, I, rebuke the Stoic, They, rescind composure. Sound set, standoff. Stop, rip the line. Praise something and again save yourself some breath, sermon stalemate, condemn and don’t resuscitate. Idle thoughts of the great, sly like bright snide snakes. Praise something and again, save your love of a friend. Say it, breath out and irate souls spring to their life worth tapestry, resent, lie, just stay loud, and I’ll bray solace lies.
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Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
A new compilation series featuring cat-loving metal bands from every state donating their tracks for local animal welfare organizations. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 12, 2018