The sky rips apart, revealing the end
The end of our reign,
Lo, the horsemen call.
The barons of filth bearing suicide,
Monoliths collapse as the bombs fall.
The bearer of plague - disease we breed.
The feast of famine - we let it fallow the land.
The bringer of war - brought by our greed.
The curse of death - wrought with our own hands.
Cities reduced to dust, humanity scorched to ash
Bombay doors open wide, let missiles fall like rain
Ashes to ash, dust to dust, the blood on our hands won't eclipse
Insects gather to engorge on the remains of mankind
No judgment from above, we are our own apocalypse.
Self induced extinction.
Excellent underground tape label from the Bay Area. Our good friend runs it, and our 2012 tour tape, Agglomeration MMXIV was put out here. Check out all the amazing tunes here! Bädr Vogu
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this their most solid release to date, there other records are all insanely brilliant, you should buy them if you enjoy this for sure. keep kicking ass and putting some of the best sludge this decade. Ryan Graham