Chaos Reigns, This place will never be the same.
Morals lost, entry costs price of your life.
Four years can’t, can’t come soon, soon enough.
We thought it couldn’t get any worse than this.
No change would be better than them.
You can be you.
White man in a suit, don’t tell us what to do.
You can’t lead us.
Expansive orange plague, don’t infect me.
Pull your control from bodies you don’t own.
You don’t own, you don’t own.
From humans you don’t fucking own.
You don’t own, you don’t own.
Pull your control, you don’t own.
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024