Riding and hurling our curses across the sky
Hunting and chasing the angels until they reach the end
Trembling and scared, unable to save their creator
Unholy death, Turning to dust before the
one, who, has, enslaved you in your minds you must, break, free, escape the clutches of the faith!
The end of days
Ceasing his reign
Reaching the limit of what we chose to endure
Tearing the power and life from supposed holy one
We have rebelled, against the program of the saints
And we refuse, to follow the ruthless tyrant
Known, as, god, ultimate narcissist, we won’t, obey, freeing our minds of ancient lies!
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024