Oh how things go south
I could spit on the grave
of the days spent wasting away
time I'll never get back
can't turn back the clock
nights turn over days are fucking lost
no time like the present
no time to waste
reason to be urgent
with the truth that we face
knowing too much
there will come a day
one thing we know for certain
lying in a grave
rot endlessly bring your pain into me
deny the truth for all your life but one day you'll come to find
the truth is just a buried bone walk the darkest path alone
The band's debut is full of whiskey-burned growls and maniacal high shrieks, not surprising for a group of Detroit metal vets. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2016
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