Your dreams, however admirable will be destroyed.
Your towers ruined.
As if you ever had a chance to redeem yourself,
You’ve fallen flat on your goals.
Pushed this world in front of you;
Anvils piled against your waning skull.
Can't you see impending doom, thine Armageddon?
Fight! Defeat demons!
Slay the suffering.
Bring chaos to the chaotic.
Kill the killers.
Make the fearbringers fear.
Stem the flow of putrile hate.
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023