Look into my eyes as you descend into the earth
The fire has made a home there
Witness reflections of the smouldering truth
Kindled by your silver lined facade of lies
Find solace with the worms and maggots
They will be your only friends in the kingdom of dirt
You will be buried with a throat full of thorns under the thickest earth
Deep where your broken tongue can no longer be heard
Inflicted becomes the aggressor
You cannot stave the onslaught forever
Filthy hands ram thorns down your neck
Know the chain of pain that grown with every word said
Let go of your rotten soul now
And watch it fade off into black like a wisp of smoke consumed by the air
You will not need it where you’re going
Theres nothing left for you to feed on
Forever spiralling through these levels of suffering
A lesson to be learnt through endless cycles of time
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Jamais déçu, c'est encore du bon, du lourd, du technique...
Le chant est toujours en retrait, mêlé au guitares sur-sollicitées, enivrantes et survoltées, s'entremêlant en envolées alambiquées ou lourdeurs pesantes, batterie en mode 12.7 à canon froid-constant (comprenne qui pourra 😂)... Bref... Rien à jeter, ceci est un bijou du début à la fin, qui arrive presque trop vite... Du moins, quand on est attentif, chapitre après chapitre, tranquille. Sinon en résumé : énergisant !! 🤘😂🤘 EklektikTrip
supported by 54 fans who also own “Throat Full of Thorns”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant