Verum Confractum
This paragon is failing us; rob from the womb and swallow. Actions of scum have shamed us all; our voices are suppressed. The seeds of hope murdered by frost. Murdered by frost. Murder at cost. The stench of blood will not wash out. The taste of flesh won't leave the mouth of the giant. Our axiom has been wrong all along. Blood in...blood out. Our axiom, wrong all along. We were once blind, but now we see. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.
The title doesn’t lie; the latest from Christian Fitness puts slap bass at the center of their gnarled, punky songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2017