some things you take to the grave
like a hatred transcending
no fucking pleasure
all pain
with only myself to blame
I am not right
not free
darkness
swallows me
loathe
torn
fucked up
forever out of control
loathe
in hell
An absolutely pummeling assault of thick sludgy riffs, guttural rumbles, and tribal drums. Listening to this album is like being slowly buried by an avalanche. Practically makes Isis sound like Top 40 pop music by comparison. mattgraupman