Pray to your god, cleansed of all sin
with everyday to pass I remain
true to myself and what I believe
all these corruptive thoughts, so full of blasphemy
Pages, pages read fall at your feet
Despise humanity of these ties I am free
Your help was absent when I fell to my knees
Praising a fake, its now that I see
I thought I lost my way, felt like the end of days.
Cobarde dios escondio en su cielo
Para el infierno voy.
There is no justice. No hope.
There is no god. I renounce my faith.
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023