We're on the verge of death. World War 3, there's nothing left. Sit back and prop up your feet. Celebrities actions is all that you eat. This country makes me sick. Pain in my side, it's actions are killing us. So consumed in our own ways. No fucks given if it doesn't affect us. No care at all, you're caught in a daze. The government backs terrorists who eat soilders hearts. You see nothing wrong. Do you even care where we're headed? We're headed straight for hell. What will you do when your life is at stake, family on the floor everything they will take? They've come to collect. Our time has run out, we're the prey they are the hunters. Martial law is coming for us. Greed induced rage, we're the slaves. What will you do when there's nothing left. Resist, prepare, war!
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