Wretched families littered with “sick children”,
“insane wives”, and “lazy drunk fathers”.
Shadowed by vultures eager to bathe
in the breath of corruption.
Where pain begets pain, forever,
in a vortex of melancholy madness.
“He who has bread shall not want”,
[but] this house belongs to the rats and the dust;
this house belongs to waste and the bugs.
Bury them in filth, bleeding them
of their veins that still run with milk.
I bear witness the unjustly suffering of Man
and it is our fate to suffer the shame of it all.
Pain is truth; all else is subject to doubt.
[There,] death is a true friend, for few the only way out.
They know of the stones that will rest above them
may say all but naught of burning lives.
Nevertheless, they dare to dream of falling asleep
and waking up happy
This one really goes deep. Tremendously heavy and bleak, yet crushingly groovy as well. You can easily see these guys destroying any venue they'd hit live with this. The heavy hitting slow to mid-tempo tunes are sort of tranceinducing. It's very easy to listen to it multiple times in a row or even get lost in it totally. mourner
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022