Bearers of suffering and death. You place your cunts on a pedestal. I want to cut up and shred your genitals. I want to vomit into your open wounds. I want to smear shit across your faces. You fucking disgust me. You're apathetic to your detrimental ways so why would I fucking care about your extermination? I will rip apart their throats with my teeth. I will chomp on their flesh and watch them bleed out. I will stomp on their neck and skull to the point they are both reduced to powder. I will cut them up into as many pieces as possible to the point no one would be able to tell which piece went with the other. Bearers of suffering and death. Delusional whore parasites. The purpose is non existent. Excessive unnecessary redundant continuance. You have no remorse for others. Only pity for yourself. You only have pity for yourself. You are the only one that exists in your mind.
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PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
On their new album, the combined acts look outside the narrow spectrum of metal and draw upon reggaeton, jungle, and free jazz for inspiration. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 15, 2017