My legacy revealed, laying mountains low. The apocalypse inside has awoken. With head reared, and fire burning in my veins; it casts its judgment. My breathe is plague, my shadow is death. My hands are desolation. I am the sin of man, turned back on its self, demanding its pound of flesh. Their bodies fall lifeless at my feet; wading through a sea of corpses. Submerged in the deluge, the rising tide of devastation. Behold my flood. My breathe is plague, my shadow is death. My hands are desolation.
Weedian presents a 56-track chronicle of Mexico's stoner metal and heavy psych scenes, from ’90s forefathers to contemporary wrecking crews. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022