This feeling of true terror
Enveloping me in a cold sweat
My Stomach is filled with wretched knots
In my mind there is no where to run
Dizzy from the adrenaline, about to faint
but this heart still beats faster
Instincts trying to save me
Perception consistently deceiving me
Eradicate complacency and dominate the psyche
Only then we can see the reason we should be panicking
Programmed from birth, manipulated to the end
Listen to these senses
To their will you dare not, not bend
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