First amongst the primates we thrive.
Upon them, our will we enforce.
Slavery and death is their future.
Our design was made by the gods.
For us, they are substandard
And subordinate.
They're vermin to us.
We are alpha males,
And superior.
We're on top of the chain.
Chain.
Hiding in the trees,
We roam and predate
Our furry cousins.
From the trees they fall.
The rise of our kind
Will bring extinction
To these lesser beings,
And to everything else
Our species is so strong and clever.
Or at least we believe we are.
We think we're so close to the divine.
Our wrath can be cast upon all.
For us, they are substandard
And subordinate.
They're vermin to us.
We are alpha males,
And superior.
We're on top of the chain.
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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
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A deep dive into the emotional landscape of Greg Puciato. Seamlessly going from raw harshness to the complete opposite and back. Average Tween Wave Enjoyer
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