Blinded by fear, regret and hate.
We lay here baptized in our own filth
There's blood in my mouth from biting my tongue
Like a gun in your hand.
Forced to your temple
Degraded.
Exploited.
Your privilege.
I don’t understand how you can just stand there?
I’ll out live you out of spite.
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020