Unzip your skin
Unhinge your jaws
Redefine impossible
Is your sweat so pure that the dust won't stick to it?
Jazz so smooth it's like listening to nothing at all
I'll play your ribcage like a xylophone
I can hit the same bone and produce a different note
Mausoleum stereo
Grind the crypt with this blunt I rolled
Wrapped it in a soul I stole
Party with these ghouls till the dawn hits the tombstones
When I leave I won't go home
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020