I never saw the sky this fucking gray
I know you mean well but you will never help me
It's not at all that I'm afraid to die
Sometimes I guess I still just want to live
Forty days and forty nights, I'll walk the woods
I have bonds to pay but still my gold's no good
My mind is running empty, my body's fucking cold
Still to this day, the apparitions yet unfold
Forty days and forty night, I'll walk the woods
I have bonds to pay but still my gold's no good
I'm a filthy fucking beast who's been whipped inside a cage
Bleeding from the limbs, breeding cowardice and rage
Left with a spineless body, a mindless dud
Lost in my own world built of shit and blood
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021