Embark upon the left hand trail.
Exhume your sacred family burial.
Weeded out, removed and forgotten.
Discarded, a mind completely rotten.
Left to burn upon your acrid pyre.
Entombed in shame and burning tyres.
Wrapped and bound in rusting wire.
Rat jaws fill the vermin choir.
Eyes within the back of the head.
Seeing all the bones rattling inside.
Teeth pierce the skin.
Clasp hard on the tendon.
Disease hits the brain.
Tear and scratch at the welts.
Ulcered and burning.
Constantly turning.
sovereignty never ceded. fuck the white colonial system, send them all back to their own country. "Australia" belongs to the original inhabitants. Dominic T
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