Rushing downstream thought the tragedies of man
A cancer growth as the sun
Disfigured art inside the galleries of the damned
A lost machinery we're overrun
One detailed overlooked
A flaw in your design
Your hands forever hooked
In filth you rise
We're running out of lies
Imperfection
All units fall
The purpose lost
We've rid all sights of change
Structures fragile
Another addiction
All concentric
Seeking shelter in the long gone, ridden, flaws
Disfigured theory of thought
All time meant nothing there's no change to be seen
On the same basis, your friends and you fiends
One detailed overlooked
A flaw in your design
Your hands forever hooked
In filth you rise
All concentric
With indifference we face the dawn of man
Mind pace still though the storm
We've seen it all synched with movements of the hand
Fever breed given form
All details planned inside a plot already fixed
A cancer growth as the sun
Stillborn evolution, everlasting itch
A lost machinery we're overrun
Had to add this to my BC collection.
An underground classic.
As relevant as ever in our current situation, ten years after it's release.
Inner Reflexions
Easily one of the best metal albums of the 2010s, which says something.
Musically, it's like you've taken black metal, doom, and good old NWOBHM and thrown it into a blender for a while.
More impressively, the lyrics to these songs are some of the most hauntingly beautiful and devastating I've ever heard.
Case in point, Junta. Just listen to it. grungiernine0