Fingers pulse to the devils rhythm again.
The horns will pull and tug, fold them over again
Every night same left hand stare
No will to take the will away
Hungry to strike
Stability lost
Lost in a haze
Sown in spiritual sludge
Dug deep carnal hate
Reinforced roots in sabotage
We've lost our way
I WILL FEAST
Shred by shred
Cell by Cell
Disassembled with pride
Annihlation of the fawn who'd deceive
Futile justice delivered from the devil inside
I'm slipping, I'm falling
I'm as low as you can go
Down here at the bottom theres something you should know
I'm filled with fear and filled with hate
You can't romanticize my emptiness
Ain't got the shoulders for the weight
Excuse for excuse
We view the face of death
And we can't forget what we've seen
So we kill to forget
credits
from Discipline's Throne,
released November 14, 2015
Additional vocals by Colin Campbell of Colin of Arabia
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023