Our comrades lie in sarcophagi, serving destiny at the final valley.
Winds of desolate plains break the surface of the calloused skin.
Everything that I've hoped for, are these the answers we seek?
This war is hell..
Engulfing lands in flames of darkness, devouring the ashes to unify and sever the past.
A framework, a catalyst, instruments of destruction.
Brigade of horns beckoning reconstruction.
Devastation collapses the shrine, blooming obliteration ripping holes in the fabric of time.
Reforming and channelling hollow void
(I am alone...)
The weight binds my spirit like an allegory,an oracle of metaphors generate from earth reborn.
(I am alone...)
Entrusted with hope.. bathing in sunlight.
Everything that I've hoped for, are these the answers we seek?
This war is hell.
Chaos in a leaf, distraught, you're wasting away.
Suffocating in hate. Brother, I'll bring you home.
Consumed in shadows of suffering.
Depletion of the parasite inside of me, conjuring the ultimate artillery.
Reconcile, build, prosper, entrusted with hope.
Bathing in sunlight, living in a world of hate, we
must endure for its our way of life.
credits
from Self-Titled EP,
released May 17, 2016
“People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That’s how they define Reality. But what does it mean to be “correct” or “true”? Merely vague concepts… Their Reality may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?”
― Masashi Kishimoto
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022