Hellbent on an enemy's demise
Any and all costs, whatever price
Predators, predators
Devastation guaranteed regardless
Of who fares worthiest
Cajoled doters, bow down
And worship your highness
Pressure builds with every breath
Instinct resists impending death
Led astray by impulsion
Relive your most precious memory
Understand the severity
Escape is but a fantasy
No sense trying to deny your highness
A ferocious display of blackened stoner-doom from Moscow's Moanhand, who offsets moments of bleak ugliness with clean, haunting melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 23, 2021