I am the bringer of hurt
the paralysing cringe
the seismic impulse
the ender of realities
this place is reserved for
those who've lost all hope
(burning inside me and you)
the sounds within it's walls inspire madness
no one gets out alive
I've questioned what's left of my faith
I've pondered the possibilities many times
I've never made a promise I couldn't keep
the only solution is by setting fire
the doctors whisper their schemes
abominations are made for dissection
surgically modified tormented drones
circling the hallways like pestilence
all sense of hope removed
a curse made by men, an infection
an acknowledgement that does not
put you in favour of freedom
On their incredible new album, Swiss group Abraham deliver a relentless assault of punishing noise rock, eight tracks of primal fury. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2022