Barren emptiness.
Empty guiltlessness.
Deficit of heart.
There’d be nothing inside if we took you apart.
Empty vessel, dead inside.
Rigid human, callous mind.
You can’t start again with a clean slate.
You have no slate to clean.
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