Dull my senses
What is left of of them
Ignore the signs as reality slips
I count the days
Or just the moments
I feel it swelling but I can’t get ahold of it
Dark skies
I’m Paralyzed
Faint cries
Chastised
I fall below you let the force of it take me
I saw my face for the very first time
Am I here, can you look me in the eyes?
I’ve been talking my sleep, can you get ahold of me?
I am the beast, it’s consuming one piece at time
Dull my senses
what is left of them
let the force of it take me
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
From riffs and production to hooks and breakdowns, the Canadian metalcore veterans' seventh album ups the ante in every way. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2022