Figured out that there's no sense in sparing life, There's no such thing, I have hatred for every being. Send my regards, Limbs remain, I always gets this feeling of murder spreeing, It is just a matter of speech, Bleeding out from every orifice.
Finished my head on speed.
I will not live in chains, I can not be bound at all, Can't keep no silence on this scream, I will make a scene. Bastard son, Hanging on, Regret all of it. Gain an ego lose a liver.
Grins wearing off, all the reason to bring out a wrench, burn.
This is the time where my fucking head is all filled up with demons and all you fucking care about is how you're gonna please them. Rape them of their catered lives, They will know loss, They will not see dawn.
Wreck them of all they love, Grim.
Grinding their teeth will only exacerbate their nevers, A little fear always goes a long way.
Hurt all who threaten us, I gave my spine away, And as your skull is splling out, You'll kneel before death, They'll need to send medics.
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This isn't your everyday brutal death metal. "Infecting The Swarm" has its own style, and it brings me joy to find a death metal band with a theme which is not that of death metal bands in general. With terms of music, it's absolute chaos. And yet there is a certain degree of order to it. The instruments fuse together, forming melodies that remains with the listener. And the vocals... It's bone crushing. 本能