A mere shade of what you used to be.
Fragments of a distant memory.
Paled by suffering.
On bare feet you tread this broken ground.
Monotonous and ominous.
An ocean of abject misery.
Amid pulverised rock piles, the horizon line blurs.
Between blasted earth and poison clouds, no new life can occur.
Crawling slowly onward, looking for anyone or anything.
To make this wretched, feeble, pointless life of yours to which you cling still seem worth living.
Leaking, oozing, seeping, losing life.
Maddening isolation, brain runs rife.
All colours have drained into gloom.
The skin over your eyes is glued shut.
Fed upon by the ants.
Fed upon by the vermin.
No-one should be left alone this long.
Exhausted from months of starvation induced insomnia.
You'd eat your own daughter if you hadn't already.
Shivering so violently you shit yourself.
Your throat is fucked from screaming so loud.
The taste of blood is all that you know now.
You'd try to speak but you've forgotten how.
Bloated skies swollen with freezing rain.
Caustic slush burns and bites your legs with unbearable pain.
Rendering you lame and weak.
Immobile and useless on your feet.
All alone in a world devoid of every breath but one.
All alone in a world afforded every death but one.
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023