I’ve washed down the rust in my throat with your filth
Showing your regrets, never looking back
Looking forward as far as I can see
close to the end; It’s not what it seems
I thought you’ve had enough, This is force on your face
Make it last, Listen close
Beast fists!!!!!!Beast fists!!!!!!
Producing endings to the decay that you bring
This is the end of you, poisoned by cancer
Believing everything will be alright
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024