Tormentor with pale blue eyes, I can smell the flesh as she walks by. Deepened casket, hourglass, drag her body through whatever’s left. Never felt so complacent. So unconditionally direct. So cold. So cold, left all alone. Dead weight, take me home. Burnt from all she's learned. Cursed, thrown to the curb. Alone forever, depression sets in still. Broken heart, fallen angel, shed some guilt. Fallen, deep within my cell. Bled out and left to die without a will.
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023