My disease, your control
Punishing, our worthless soul s
Destroying me, destroying you
This how we're gonna take it
You're so fucking sick
And you're nothing, and I'm nothing
We're just blackened voids encircling each other
Those dark, deviant thoughts
Are not far from our own
But our response, to stand and fight
The flood, the tide of hate
Is our reckoning
It's our salvation
Full of sin, decayed within
Rotting through, to the core
We sicken you, you sicken us
This how we're gonna take it
You're so fucking sick
And you're nothing, And I'm nothing
Simply blackened voids, encircling each other
Those dark, deviant thoughts
Are not far from our own
But our response, to stand and fight
The flood, the tide of hate
Is our reckoning
It's our salvation
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021