I need a job.
I don't want one.
What do i want?
I don't know.
I wanna live.
But i cant.
Shit costs money I don't have.
I want to stand on my own two feet.
But i cant afford any.
I search for things.
That I want.
But it's all pointless.
I don't need it.
Money makes me happy.
That makes me sick.
Sick at my self.
What am I?
What am I doing?
What do I stand for?
I'm only human?
What is human?
Time moves slow.
Far too slow.
My brain feels dead.
As I wait.
For something to happen.
Is something gonna happen?
Nothing's gonna happen.
What do I want?
What do I want?
I don't know.
What do I want?
I don't know.
Some may say the riffage is "relentless" and suggest that every song was "an epic that rolls like sinister thunder across the land".
I find Merchant an underrated band that hopefully will one day have as much recognition as others. Old Man Doom
I love seeing Full of Hell live. Such a serene experience. Like being serenaded by Karen Carpenter accompanied by the most skilled harpists who sit on the clouds looking down on us with love. Rumpel Vim
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020