Come forth! Now I am become harm, to thrive upon perdition and feast upon the loss. A tide of living darkness. Erasure of reason. Transition towards silence. For every shattered dream, for every broken hope, there is no ease but there is conviction. Row for judgment. Row for the fall. This is the moksha you asked for. Southways of nadir. On to the great collapse. All paths lead to rupture. Suppress world. Hinder self. True liberty lies in waste. As the substance is torn asunder and as the vultures approach, I bid farewell to grace. A pit of starving hunger, a roaring beast of dearth. A withered shrine of blight and bleached bones. Lost in a reverie of revelation. Writhen in anguish upon this grotesque truth. Southways of nadir. On to the great collapse. All paths lead to rupture. Suppress world. Hinder self. True liberty lies in waste. As the substance is torn asunder and as the vultures approach, I bid farewell to grace.
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This whole album is flawless. This is music for walking in the rain and letting your thoughts run. It's not just a collection of songs, but an actual album. yakbone
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This album is just 100/100, like so many albums from mgla. How can a band hit the spot so many times? They are incredible. Thank you for accompanying me almost daily these days :) adrianradillo
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The cover image makes me shudder every time I look at it. Burned this one to a CD, just because it feels right. The mastering on this bit the spot, especially the drums and bass. Robert Chitoiu