There's no escape now.
We're doomed to fail.
This is coming to an end.
There's nothing we can do.
Planet earth beaten,
into submission.
Strip the land. Poison the sea.
Rape the forests. Burn humanity.
Prop them up to stand on the soapbox,
all the while we're made to kill...
each other.
I breathe the air that harbors bitter old men,
who amuse themselves with pointless war games.
War games.
Prop them up to stand on the throne of lies.
Let them kill each other - ropes around their necks
They'll pay for this.
Misguided propaganda on ignorant youth.
The steady decline of the human machine.
We curl up to die.
The great Oakland atmospheric black metal band Abstracter returns with a punishing new EP pulled from the depths of hell. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2021
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018