You speak in cliche tongues,
Dragging these over used syllables through,
a filter of pretentiousness,
Unoriginality at the top of your lungs.
Bated breath carries the weight of consonants,
And vowels as if they meant something more than your shallow heart.
A vile regurgitation of quips and phrases.
A contemptible imitation of ideals,
Molded by someone else's success,
Neatly positioned by plunderous hands,
Stereotyping what you claim to make anew.
You speak in cliche tounge
liquidating every trite sentence and trivial idiom.
Soaking any reputability with imitation,
Emotion replaced by an all encompassing apathy.
Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022