A black shroud surrounds our mouths & faces, pressing down
We suffocate in a vacuum, in desolation our own design
No luminescence escapes this darkness, this nothing of light and sound
A hangover of wealth and power
We pray not come down
We won’t reach tomorrow
No autumns rising sun
Pale upon the gallows
Our malady unsung
Cursed to cower in the shame of what’s been done
Trembling at the center of the earth
Beneath a banner of greed we’re amassed, jaws grating earth & bone
A war of attrition, a wrath insatiable drowns the world
Don’t look down, it’s all sinking; the ice retreating, wholly undone
We stand trial, our guilt assured
We will suffer the rod to come
We won’t reach tomorrow
No autumns rising sun
Pale upon the gallows
Our malady unsung
Cursed to cower in the shame of what’s been done
Trembling at the center of the earth
On their incredible new album, Swiss group Abraham deliver a relentless assault of punishing noise rock, eight tracks of primal fury. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2022