You fight with yourself
Figth for your mind
Fight for your life
If you can´t be strong
you won´t survive
Haunt, haunt your lust
The dust haunts you
and you´re not fast
If you can´t be strong
you won´t survive
Your world in ruined state
World what you don´t care
World where you die
If you can´t be strong
you won´t survive
Another day of torture
Another figth for flying
Everything is so wrong now
Everything is so hated now
Your body is hungry
Your mind is filled with anger
Bourders of selfcontrol
Slowly falling down
Terrible freez comes on you
You tremble in every limbs
Your blood slowly cleanes
Your brain slowly deranges
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024