Tightening my grip around your throat I watch as light leaves you.
I'd love nothing more than to watch you choke, to break you.
Watch you crumble at my knees, you waste of space, you mean nothing to me.
Watching you writhe in pain
An inch from death your breath begins to slow.
Watching you writhe in pain, an inch from death your breath begins to slow, this is the end of you.
supported by 25 fans who also own “Suppressing The Oppressor (Feat. Dickie Allen)”
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
supported by 21 fans who also own “Suppressing The Oppressor (Feat. Dickie Allen)”
Good clean Slam! Something about this album is a little juvenile. Some nice screeching, some twisted grooves, it checks out. Throw some more lows and gutturals in the next album for me, will ya? ClasSixxS