Fuck this place.
I don't belong here.
It's inhabitants circle the streets in fear.
This organic slough cripples my timid mind.
I suffocate.
My eyes go blind.
Human waste, putrid, decayed with time.
This filthy place.
I'd rather burn alive.
Out in the black, at the edge of space.
Alone at last.
I rot away.
I can't feel my limbs, I'm covered in a bed of nails.
My skin begins to tear, my spine begins to rupture.
I feel the light begin to fade, I rest my head aloft.
"Fear me," Death speaks, as he shuts my eyes.
Why must I commit to my self indulgence?
Every human is plagued.
Every path I chose leads me to annihilation.
This world is nothing but a burial ground where the truth takes it's toll.
Where the culling of society invigorates us all.
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022