My queen, stalking in the somber of night
She persistently waits for the right time
Crawling, planning, hunting for her white knight
To bring upon a plague
To purge me from the human disease
Forcing her way down my trachea
Residing inside my lungs, spreading, adapting
Forming matter from nothing
Initiate host conversion
Digest me
Eradicate me
Fuck
A hive mind will be born
Like a cancer spreading
Modifying my skeletal cage
Reshape me
Preparing for this transformation
I shun myself from the outside world
Hiding this disfigured body
A mangled work of art
Ripping and tearing my flesh
To reshape your new home
Countlessly spreading throughout
Feeling your numbers grow
This monument you’ve made me into
Preserving this fucking hollow shell
Hollow shell
Use my organs to feed thy mouths
Hollow my eyes out from viewing this imperfect world
Digest me
Half eaten, barely alive, I die with a sense of pride
Knowing you have become I
Digest me
Incredible vocal performance with tight instrumentals that punch you in the face. My watch recognizes me air drumming and yelling to this album as exercise so do yourself a favor and listen! Dan Hutt
Symphonic stuff in metal doesn’t make its way into my collection aside from a couple of early Cradle albums. The orch here though just ads to how huge this band sounds. It makes elements in the songs more immersive. There are plenty of breaks from orchestration where its in deathcore/slamming brutality mode. While not ignorant, the songs never play with time or get mathy making it accessible and memorable. Came out 2015? Impressed. Mitch Mitcherson