Caustic lines, bind your freedom
Forces us down & nothing will be heard
Archaic progression, slander and deceit.
From forked tongued, blind nuns, that is all we've known.
I beat the question
Serpents coil,
with twisted words.
crushing our freedom.
Hate mongers, we've had enough.
Forsake the question.
Caustic, venomous
Don't need your lies, nor your charity
Caustic, venomous.
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
An extensive compilation of metal, hardcore, punk, and folk songs benefitting reproductive justice non-profits around the world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 3, 2019