Spiralling downwards into the abyss there's no turning back now, no room for the weak. Endless suffering, a hell on earth, trapped in a never ending vortex, a vortex of extinction.
Pain is your only escape, now let yourself go.
Fall to your knees, as I rip the dying soul from your chest, for I have spoken, the end of your existence.
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Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner