No life behind those eyes
We follow obedient, absent of mind
Ignorant, obsessed with our disguise
Materials, to latch on to our lies
True faith is money
And God can only remain dead
Babylon only left with a singe
Forever prospers ahead
The age of hedonism, juxtaposed by compliance, devours everything
We constantly vocal, yet say nothing of worth.
A penny for your thoughts
Drop a fortune, to hear sweet fuck all
...Will a crescendo announce omega
Or remain silent again
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