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Additional vocals by Nick Bowman
We a mere blink in earth's eye we're too late we a mere blink in earth's eye no gods deaf to our cries flawed mistaken surrender flesh no gods gluttons gather the flies fear not we cripple on we're too late (livestock in the crush violence justified a moving wall of flesh and trinkets all we've done matters not without man this sphere will cripple on long overdue is our kinds head on the block axe sweet drop and chop chop chop) the last herd into the crush we're too late the axe shall swing for us. Flightless birds failed giants bleak broods we're too late sobering truth the last march made wingless to be consumed lead me down to the path of the slaughter yard lead me down to the path.
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego