Before my eyes there is a landscape
Of mountains covered with snow
Lost and forgotten kingdom
Palaeolithic paradise
The dawn of man
The beginning of a very long day
Full of bloodshed and hate
Full of beauty and love
Can you hear the cry of your mother
Can you see your own face in the mirror
(That's like a river of time)
A face deformed and paralysed
By the memories of the past
By the genocidal imprint in your blood
Why do you choose your own death
When there's so much to win
To save, to create, to admire
Your home is laid to ruins
And there's no hope under the night sky
To me you are but a glimpse of existence
A cosmic joke
You put stupidity before your own genius
And went to war with your own kind
So now know your future
The diagnosis for your condition is...
[Extinction]
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024