tis blood that breaks the bastion ring,
not fire, nor steel forged valor blade,
tis flesh that crushes all before it,
not morals, gods, or fate.
where is the house the hearth the home?
one is rent,
and torn asunder,
to erect the barricade,
one is ash,
beneath the kindled flame,
and another, now
the corpse
dwelling
of life extinguished,
entombed in forgotten names,
but still the battles rage,
but still the battles rage.
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023