to protect and serve to dictate and abuse you make me hate you you created me with your superior attitude and you expect me to respect you and I wouldn’t care if you died, right before my eyes I feel no sympathy watching your demise and to side with you is like siding with the iron fist and to support you is like supporting a rapist and I wouldn’t do that you made me what I am, you made me hate you that's why it makes me smile when someone kills a pig or two
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020