Trees long barren of their lives
Pallid hands to claw the blackened sky
Winds murmur the confessions and regrets of souls forgotten
Cold soil upholding only shadows
Bare no favor towards the extant or extinct
Holding within its bosom the bones of many who lost their way
It is certain that I will soon join the ranks of the dead
And become a harmony among these haunted forest melodies
To have lost my way in these woods was to bury myself
I have never felt so alive
Melodic cosmic cybergoregrind of the highest calibur. Fantastic sound design, brutal riffs, and splashes of melody will whisk you away in a UFO Corvid Canine