In this sea of delusion man
seeks to make himself big but forgets the God
that reminds him how very small he is. We are
but dust in the wind, temporary and thinning,
aging and deceased. Deceased, deceased. I pray
God keep my soul, because I'm stray. I hate
everything but God is my hope to see the light.
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023