What is the high road besides a false sense of self importance?
The bigger man concedes his hand in hopes that he gains a conscience.
But goals are only scored through offense and violating victims only verifies this.
Hell must be real, so I don't feel cheated out of living for myself
I can feel the hunger in my chest.
I want the world but I'm swallowed in debt.
Backed into a corner, forced to consume what they feed to me.
But with your hands in my mouth don’t be surprised when you run into teeth
Everything went black as I bashed the back of the asshole’s head on the asphalt, and as the light left his eyes I wondered inside if this would come back to haunt me.
But I don't think I've lost a wink of sleep, and I'm starting to see all the fabric unraveling, The safeguards they put there to trap me, stifling.
Top of the chain goes case by case by case, and if it's dog eat dog, then I've got you on a plate. The only way their rules would keep you safe is I decided just to lay down and accept my place.
So put me back in my cage, a prison sentence so I'll learn my lesson, but to that man, in that moment, I was god for thirty seconds.
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Oh, this album annihilates. My inner Gorguts fan was floored at Mike's wailing vocals, the warping guitar trickery, and the heavy violence of the dissonant drums. But let's not forget the bass! It hides, slithering about during the brief downtime sections, and appears in full force, creating a layer of hollowness in contrast to the sharp guitars. What an excellent album! Frankly, I loved Malignant Reality, but I adore the power and prowess of this album. A new disso-death standard has been set! barlface
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