the human race ends one birth at a time
just another mouth to fill with dirt
the pendulum has swung its final arc
descendant's descendance, dreams of sterility
the road to hell is paved with happy plans
always putting in order steps for the future
never understanding gifts that are bestowed
tomorrow is today, our clocks are inside out
now wheres my fucking jet pack?
degradation of the body and the mind
obscenity born of the boredom of our kind
apathy is our evil
reflections are our new found gods
no great deceiver here at the end
we will destroy ourselves with no helping hand
we will be silenced
no more our gears will spin
not from above or below
but from within
The Philly trio have been making technical but not impenetrable instrumental metal for nearly two decades. Their latest shreds, of course. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 8, 2016