Waiting on your deathbed
Thoughts of agony rotting your head
No time left to pretend
Crowns can save you from the end
Checkmate; twisting the genes of the lambs
Checkmate; scorching this bountiful land
Rotting away, rotting away...
Time that you paid for the cancer you laid
A wannabe king, dies like a pawn
For pissing in the life stream
for far too long
Check
Mate
Sealed
Fate
Truly a record that never gets old. Quite the opposite, it ages so well I finally decided to purchase it. Can't get enough of that piercing noise that runs wild start to finish, uninterrupted. grysom
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023