Copper in my veins. Mouth full of pennies. How much longer can I bite my tongue? This has gone on for far to long, bite my tongue. With knots in my stomach and sand in my eyes, I'm losing myself one limb at a time. This is eating me alive. With every step I take, I leave behind a piece of my mind and a fractured spine. With this tightrope tied to my chest, I am fighting to balance what is left. I'm being stalked by a man with a handful of sand. The demons I face are at his demand. The voices are talking in the back of my head, screaming the things that were left unsaid. I'm being stalked by a man with a handful of sand. The demons I face are at his demand. The voices are talking in the back of my head, screaming the things that were left unsaid. As and sandman lays to rest, with this rope tied to my chest, I'm fighting to catch my breath trying to balance what is left. As and sandman lays to rest, with this rope tied to my chest, I'm fighting to catch my breath trying to balance what is left.
This entire album rips. I've had this on repeated play several times since it came out. I wish I had heard it a week earlier when they played in Boston. One of my fav albums in this genre period. slimes
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020