I hate myself and I hate everything
My thoughs are a cancer , disorder without na answer
Destroyed dreams, Love denied
Brutally rejected , my cold bliss died
I can´t understand why my life is pain
Everything I though I had was in vain
I am cold , outcast , dead and betrayed
Increasing agony drive my insane
To death . . .
It´s like to my soul a disease
Like to my death the relief
Repulsive instinct natural Born
Facing the days through the scorn
Tiny mind average beings increase my rage
Every Love have to turn a Page
Left to rot , alone and dead
Hoplessness in me is what i fed
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023