Ignorance spreads like a plague.
Your minds a prison, a place where it breeds.
You take these thoughts and spew them into society.
You're filth, I'll watch you all die, suffer the slow death my faith had.
Social progress will never advance with the filth of your kind.
Feel the weight of the world on my shoulders.
Forged by darkness.
Molded by sorrow.
Let the blood spill over their bodies.
My grave is the eternal altar.
For my soul to dwell.
Writhing in pain and constant sorrow.
Sometimes I'm not sure about tomorrow.
credits
from Demo,
released December 31, 2014
Steven
Aj
Ezra
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020