Searching in the ever lasting abyss for a cure for this scourge
Only complete nothingness can absolve this curse
Murder of the cardinals the sacred rite will burn
Only the blood of child can save this earth
Rise of the damned
When the son of death, lays his head on the earth where we rest, listening for a pulse or a sign of life there will be nothing to hear
When the wolf of hell, spurts her fiery breath
Do you believe in the afterlife, that in the end, we don't just die
Dark creature from the hole, please take my dying soul
My breath is cold if i draw breath at all, and my skin is made of stone
I grow so old but i will never die, i will live on until the end of time
Searching in the ever lasting abyss for a cure for this scourge
Only complete nothingness can absolve this curse
And ill be free to roam, when death takes me home.
THE beatdown record. modern genres wish they could hit this hard
Tyler has, by far, the most unique vocal style ever on this record, to the point that I have never heard it replicated
The record also has writing elements that I've only heard replicated in deathcore in the last 2 years like subtly slowing down into the breakdown
Heavy story for an a album as well, given that a couple tracks are purely audio samples of riots and public service announcements that really get you into that headspace. MyNameIsRedundant