Awaken feeling, weary and ailing,
The world is cold with scorn.
This bruised skin hangs, loose from my bones,
Crushed under my own weight.
Unhook these claws, out from my back,
Let my wounds weep.
Cold With. Scorn.
No matter how much I choke,
It sticks in my lungs,
I'll always hold that bitter taste,
On my tongue.
When the fabric of your being begins to fray,
When your moral compass leaves you stranded,
When all but blood is rushing through your veins,
There's only one option you're left with...
I generally appreciate the album by album move away from hardcore towards extreme metal. Yet for me personally, this is where the balance is perfect. Kind of like Metallica's Ride the Lightning: subsequent albums were more sophisticated and complex, yet less intense, too. Great to come back to, again and again. jornfin
If you're going to go out in apocalyptic style you might want to have the 40 minute title track playing loud at your side. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2013