The dead are on the air| Airwaves full of whispers| Disjointed and unearthly voices| For all who would listen
An endless procession of corpses| Shrunken flesh bones jutting through| Hollow empty eyes| Distant longing for the life they once knew
CH. Static in me | Dead frequency | Voice in my head| Speak with the dead
Sibilant susurrations| Maniacal rants| infernal cacophony takes over the spectrum |
Once in your head, they will never abate| So many stories to be told| Longing for the peace they’ll never get | Unrepentant and impenitent they tell their tales|
A thousand confessions |Of heinous crimes |(of) Lovers long since dead| No longer under the yoke of flesh | A scourge of sentience |Cursed to roam| Unquiet hell| Eternally
Fiery yet fluid, the Pennsylvania band's second LP plays like a supercut of death metal's biggest selling points. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 20, 2023