shattered into what unfolds the ruins of all mankind running out of control deserted to its own cuts so deep left alone to tremble behind the lines lies a face that haunts you those sacrificed have gone forgotten gone terrorized in avenge of lost graves in the land of the dead we are livin’ in blind it leaves no purpose it leads to nothing falling out of control OUT OF CONTROL picture painted perfect monstrous world pretending the sun has turn black we see nothing with these eyes blinded
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016