Crushhhhhh
Crushed by by the cold hands
Within Babylons grasp
Stared down by Devils
In friendship masks
Olive branch gestures
Infected with poison seeds
Not how I can help you
It's what you can do for me
Camaraderie, curse and a smile
Solidarity for a little while
I and I overstand, substance and style
Weak willed sycophants in denial
We all are guilty
Soul survivors are mercenary
Pledge false fealty
Every man an adversary
(We must all Crush The Demoniac)
Care for my own, me, and mine
Self preservation a state of mind
Mercenary, I see the signs
No ones ambitions are blind
Compelling metallic hardcore with an unusual, but welcomed take on vocals. Matching more of a sound akin to Type O Negative meets Integrity, it shreds through wonderfully varied powerful songs.
Roaring in scope, there are many moments of more traditional furiousity, but most of the album maintains an air of spectacle due to the vocals. Not theatric, but they add a presence to the album. The guitars are properly riff filled, and the drums carry everything along with battering precision. Lorenzo
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023