The righteous spit on my name.
For long ago, my heart became stone.
Obsessed with possibility.
Consumed by curiosity.
A transformation from object to being.
It has begun.
With sunken teeth I have become all seeing.
Man of sand.
Mold of land.
Perfect design.
Blasphemous shrine.
That guitar tone is monstrously heavy as balls, teenage me would of bought everything they did.
I'm gutted i was late to the party with this classic HM2 fuelled beast dainton
A new compilation series featuring cat-loving metal bands from every state donating their tracks for local animal welfare organizations. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 12, 2018