Glorified self harm in the image of me
Pullin Big pulling teeth
always put in your mouth around God‘s death
Beaten down beaten down and cracked choking on your fear
Dope head till I drop dead
I’d rather be high instead
I’d rather be high instead stealing money stealing money from your kids you’re the piece of shit you’ve always been picking at me and tearing us all apart
Demons getting to my head
As the the dope runs low in my head
I realize I’m in love with dope in my mind
Time to kill time sleigh
For my dope fix
Dope fix
Dope fix chasing my fucking
Dope fix
Chasing fix
Dope fix
Chasing my fucking fix
The perfect mix of (old school) death thrash and (modern) slam death. With a great sense for groove and impressive amount of variation. I'll keep an eye on these guys - especially on their other profile where this is a little cheaper and new stuff is available. mourner