Medicines trapped in our bones
Can't wait till the other side to take it
The ground beneath gives weight to the catacombs
I’m praying this is not your fault
I mean it
Easy as it comes
They'll find a way
Easy as it goes
We'll take it
An effigy
I am the hunter
I drank the oceans dry to taste it
The thoughts between here and what fills your cup
I’m praying this is not your fault
Believe it
A deep dive into the emotional landscape of Greg Puciato. Seamlessly going from raw harshness to the complete opposite and back. Average Tween Wave Enjoyer
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