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lyrics
Howling noise startled you awake but there's no one to be seen from your view. Thoughts burrow deep in that dismal hole, but you know that the reality tends to be worse. The crackling echo seems to stem from a body torn to smithereens. It bleeds and pleads, you can only gaze in awe, and wonder what are you supposed to do. So you kneel down and beat it until it's lifeless. This isn't the first time you've had to resort in to such measures, after all, and you grin in consummation. The throbbing joy reminds you why you're here in the first place. And why you never left back home, even though you had every chance and every right to try to escape and survive. You'd rather stay in this carnal hell, and refuse to let go.
"I woke up abruptly, gasping, as each inhaling inflicted a poignant sting in my chest. Apparently something had bit me, as none of the other cuts burned the way this fresh one in my ankle did. Obviously unsettled and alarmed, I rummaged through my bag, scraping my fingers on the twigs as if I'd find anything from there. When the initial panic abated, I groped around my thoughts to realise I had a belt, the one I took from that one poor bastard trapped under two thousand pounds of deceased meat. The howls of agony and moans for help parting his cracked lips as I walked away still haunt me vividly, but I guess that's just life – I can't focus on dead things now."
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Even for this genre the sheer intensity of this album always manages to floor me. Might not be the most unique album under the sun but it doesn't have to be; the performances are tight and ferocious, the songwriting is dynamic and explosive, the production is crushing, it's just all things to a mathcore fan. napalmsatan