Blood on the Floor
Blood in the Sky
Been here before
Sent here to Die
Existence no more
Children will cry
Symptoms of War
Bombs are to fly
The roots of Suffering are in the Mind
The Last Days are ending due to the Blind
No Pain will spare those who stand in the Line
For all Corruption ends at the right time
These are Last of Days
Time slowly slips away
I'm left here to pay
All starts to dissipate
Sentenced to Life, I choose to Die
Existence is Pain, Red-colored rain
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018