The same routine repeats
Share your frustrations, let your madness out on me
Listening to nonsense
Feeding you the same pathetic lie day after day
While you’re dragging me in your own grave
Herder of zombies
The life I chose which will turn me into one of them
And secure my place in hell
The beeping of the machines
Etched in my eardrums when I try to go to sleep
Hoping for the end to be near
Disfigurement of soul
Loss of all control
I, protector of the ugly truth
Bearer of the false hope
That things will ever be as they were before
I, servant of a broken god
A puppet on a string
Fighting a war that nobody will win
With no feelings other than fear
With no leeches sucking you clean
With no gods left to appease
Death is the only way out of the disease
I, slave to a useless carcass
Left with no will to live
And with no memory of me
I, bringer of useless comfort
Where there should not be
Death is the only way out of the disease
Out of the disease
Tbh I typically stay away from "tech death" bands. Seems like majority of bands now lack the melody and groove that used to be present when this shit was really gaining light. These guys are tight and technical but very groovy. It's like if Decapitated, Faceless and Soreption had a baby. Great work guys!!! rodentsnatch
I think it's brilliant. a rocket that cannot be stopped. extremely brutal with many demands. who brutally tech. death loves, strikes. thx. suffocation69