Hold the tool to my head/Drill into the flesh/Bone dust and blood clump into my hair/Careful precision to drill into the skull/Relieve my mind of these toxins/Release the pressure in my brain/Dura mater has been exposed/Cerebrospinal fluid leaks/Self-trepanation for evolution/To be transhuman follows my succession/Self-mutilation to peak in progression/My miscalculation leads to deep regression/Judgement falls short/The auger scrapes delicate matter/I must compensate for these mistakes/The grinding of bone reverberates/Push against my skull/Another error has been made/Relocate the tool/I drill again/My head is gushing blood/I ignore the pain/Self-trepanation for detoxification /To be transhuman's my only obsession/Self-mutilation to reach this perfection/My miscalculation leads to deep regression/The drill whirrs/Perforate my skull/Triturate/Consciousness fades.../Coming to I must continue/Losing reason memories failing/Cognizance weakening id is fading/Must hold on my mind is ailing/Head is pounding/Pressure is swelling/Pain inflamed/Ny nerves are screaming/Another bore in my head Unsatisfied I persist Blinded by blood covering my face Seven holes have been made/Suffer for perfection/Final mistake has sealed my fate/I am conscious and immobile /Damned to this hell with no escape
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