You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The memory still fresh in your mind.
You hear the screams in your head.
Now you're sick, you're weak, you're losing your hair.
You've been told you haven't got long to live.
Why did they do this?
For what purpose am I dying?
Can someone please tell me before I die?
Why'd this have to happen to me?
Why'd this have to happen to me?
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