Bright colors tear the sky
Feel the sonic boom
A wave of heat amplifies
With impending doom
There’s nothing you can do to evade
The drop of the apocalypse – bombs away
No shelter and no shade
It’s the final minute of your final day
It’s time to pray...
Fire on the ridge, there's a fire
Suffocating stench of a fuckin war
From the east to the west
Gonna put this motherfucker to rest
Mushroom clouds rise above your fuckin head
Everyone you've ever known will soon be dead
Population control, mass extinct event
With the force, with the force of a megaton
Hope abandons all, on your knees you fall
There is nowhere to hide or fuckin run
And with your final breath
Embrace the end
Confront it
Absorb it
Pressure gets to its boiling point
Thoughts of nothing your mind is disjoint
Breathing toxins from clouds of death
Poison in every breath
Step back, hopeless gasp
The end is within your grasp
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Larry Wang 'singing', glorious slams and atmospherics ripped straight out of Aliens result in a should-not-be-missed slab of inhuman fury. poisonremedy
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