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TDW only has 75 of these in stock. The rest is going to be sold by the band directly.
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lyrics
Espinas crecen, tallan
Inmóvil sedición falla
Sin movimiento, glotón
Sulfuro al ver que estoy roto
Desvaneciendo, cada paso falso
Abyección, invádeme
Ya no puedes balbucear
Recae deshecho, carcome tu piel, entra en tu pecho
Comprenderás besar cada brasa, sin quemar
Volviste a perder, se repite tu aniquilación
Cada alfiler en mi lengua rota sangra al hablar verdad que salpica
Traidor reflejo, sin luz prefiere alimentar
Tripa por saciar, no soy inmune a tu encanto
Extinción, invádeme
Ya no puedes aguantar, recae
Con fauces sin final, devora y danza
No deja de sonar su vil comparsa de alabanza y fe en reversa. En oferta, empolvada y ciega
En trance suenan voces, verde perpetuo, envolvente ¿puede ser real?
Ecos purgados sin definición invocan tu despojo
Exhala, palidece, espasmos de partos huecos
Verter vida, remedio irreal
La hoz, la tumba sin fin, calma espesa
La hoz, sueña sin fin
10. MAW
Thorns grow, they carve in
Immobile sedition fails
Without movement, gluttonous
I sulfurate when I find myself broken
Fading away, ever step is false
Abjection, invading me
Can’t even sputter the words
Falling undone, eating away at your skin, burrowing into your chest
You’ll understand, to kiss each ember, without a burn
You’ve lost again, your annihilation repeats
Every needle in my broken tongue bleeds, speaking truth that splatters
Treasonous reflex, without light he prefers to feed
A gut to satiate, I am not immune to your charm
Extinction, invading me
You can no longer withstand, relapse
A maw without an end, devouring and dancing
It won’t stop playing, his vile troupe of praise and reverse faith
For sale, covered in dust, blind
Voices sound in a trance, perpetual green, enveloping
Can this be real?
Purged echoes, undefined, they summon your plunder
Exhale, going pale
Spasms of hollow births
Pouring life, an unreal remedy
The sickle, the endless grave, thick calm
The sickle, dream without end
A refined, yet unpredictable vision of metallic hardcore from Atlanta's Hubris Cannon, featuring elements of grind, sludge, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2022
