So now I pay. I'm punished by the sword that saved me every goddamn day. The deal we made was that you get me through this and you can have all that remains. I can't let things go. I'll spite everything and everyone until it seeps through my pores. Hate is all that I've known. It's the price I pay for being born. To those I love, it's time for me to go. This is my reckoning. I feel it in my bones. Its safe to say I knew that it would end this way. A debt unpaid collected by he whom wears my face. Dear mother, I will bring you shame no more. My abdomen is ready... so hand me the sword
100% pure badassery. This melted my face off. Now I'm walking around looking like Skeletor. I just ordered my 5th press vinyl copy. It will be put on a shrine in my living room. I dare say that though it is a relatively recent album, it is one of my all time favorites. (And I listen to a LOT of music.) Sonic Sword
On their Relapse debut, the Richmond experimental metal band deliver a grim forecast for humanity built on nonstop sonic brutality. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 24, 2022