clawing at the skin
peeling back at the carcass
ripping through the gut of the abstract form
desperate to diagnose the ills of man
looking for an exit
pleading for a deal with god
silence interrupted
blank gaze turned to a frightened stare
suffocating nausea
waging and losing a battle within
as the vessel moves
shame pools your mind
as the vessel speaks
you plead for a deal with god
ripping through the gut of the abstract form
looking for an exit
pleading for a deal with god
The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022