I dreamt I was on a sphere last night.
And there was a man in front of my eyes.
I asked to see his face, and he shook his head,
so I turned to approach him from the other side,
But there he was again,
his back to myself .
Frustrated, I turned my head around,
to see the front of his body and the back of his head.
I threatened him severely
My rage was growing and
He laughed.
I drew a knife
and with several smooth strokes
I tore him to pieces.
He fell to his knees,
buried his head in his hands,
and I awoke.
With trembling hands and rapid pulse.
Wondering how I had come to the river.
Thinking of purity and salvation.
A keen pierced the air
And filled me with terror
The blood on my hands
could stay there forever
The soaked earth groaned
under my weight
and I dropped like a stone
full of anger and hate.
Laughter and wailing both rang in my ears.
Out of my power.
In spite of my rage
They persist.
Borrowing to different saturated metal sub-genres does not guarantee quality.
But when a band manages to leverage said sub-genres, the humble yet hilarious listener is turned to a silent witness of a thrilling work of art. unidual
Featuring founding vocalist Jesse Zaraska for the first time since 2004, the Milwaukee veterans' seventh album is a metalcore monster. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 12, 2020