Consumed by the will of my want
Remove myself from this world I belong
Am I stuck in reverse?
Seemingly already bound to my hearse
Out of sync
Struggle to think
Too much time in a fiendish condition
Sitting watching breathing existing
And now
Bleed from me
Moments passed in misery
I am lost
Never found
I will bury myself far beneath the ground
Consumed by a memory of fight
Remove myself from this line of sight
I choose to keep myself this way
Every decision a break in the chain
Carve me out
On the pillars of doubt
A routine perfected
A vision rejected
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
Screamo, post-rock, and a little black metal meld together for Virginia quartet Infant Island's signature immersive and melancholy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2020
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There's nothing quite like this. Veering from catastrophically heavy doom to terrifying experimental sci-fi black metal, this gets better with every listen. Absolutely on another planet. DoomBlogMan