I can be a storm, the perfect
Roll into madness to end it
You can’t reach to me, inside this
Shelter of hate - where blindness is bliss
I dreamt of reason forever
Chaos and harmony... together
Bleed, fear, scream... of nothingness
All now ends in darkness
Hallowed and hollow
(Hallowed and hollow)
Cleansed with no sorrow
(Cleansed with no sorrow)
Purified
Scrutinized
Paralyzed
Crucified
Blessed won’t be my eyes
In torment lays my soul
At this edge of reason
We’ll face the end of all
An assembly line of crushing doom, blistering death-rock, and misery-laden black-metal, powered by a one-man torture machine. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2018