Post-apocalyptic visions of a dead world:
Cities underwater, rooftops burning fiercely
This is our legacy, this is our creation
Building just to destroy, breeding just to die
In one horrid moment, we see mass extinction
Just one wretched mind can choose to kill us all
How will they calculate the loss when the bombs have fallen?
They won't.
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