Freedom was denied since ancient times
Infamous truth has blinded our sanity
Can anybody imagine a purpose to die for?
Will we recover the lost humanity?
(Verse)
I walk in flames through this cynic war
Walking through the same door of our classic song.
I’m a zombie like you
Dragging for a piece of bread
Productive machines
Forced to serve.
Chorus
Who am I to judge the life itself?
Clinging to my dreams
Is the only way to escape from my darkest days.
(Verse)
Enslaved to virtual places
Free will comes with death
So we’re human harvest
Made to work
…The truth is digging, digging, digging into our faith.
Chorus
Who am I to judge the life itself?
Clinging to my dreams
Is the only way to escape from my darkest days.
Culinary-themed melodic death metal outfit cook up a smorgasbord of fierce solos, tight percussion, and cheeky, foodie-approved screeds. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 11, 2024