Expectations - like the never ending ball and chain of a society that upholds patriarchy racism and destruction of the natural world.
Piled so high, rooted so deep, into the fibres of everything we do.
Everything we touch.
Everything we say.
Hollowed guts.
Binded nerves.
Frayed like a rope.
Shattered like shards of glass.
Organs in an acid bath.
Mind drenched in panic.
Body shred while torn.
Riddled with anxiety - implosion from back to front.
Trapped in mind. Trapped in soul.
In a cage - of bone and flesh. Restricted thoughts.
Get free - Be free. Constricted flesh,
Head against the wall... no no breath.
I don't want anything to do with this, I don't even want to passively take Part. There's a cop in every one of your heads, and bottles turn to Crutches in our hands. It's a constant struggle forced. We're lost as we find our way.
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Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann
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Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016