Existence Is Suffering

by Blackened

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Hailing from the scorching sands of the Sonoran Desert in the south side of Tucson, Arizona.

Tapes will be released soon.

Blackened is:

Justin - Vocals
Fabian - Guitar
Isaac - Guitar
Juan - Bass
Miguel - Drums


ARIZONA HARDCORE

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released July 10, 2017

Recording/Mixing - Ryan Bram at Homewrecker Studios
Mastering - Brad Boatright at Audiosiege Sonic Engineering
Artwork - RONS
Logo - Alex Herrera

We'd like to give a special thanks to our good friend Valentine Mortensen for being a huge part of the writing process as well as recording studio guitars.

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Death Metal/Hardcore Crossover band from Tucson, Arizona

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Track Name: Mass Grave
Force feed the sheep, nothing to gain
Live like a slave, your life decays
Fall in line, dig your grave

Six feet wide, six feet deep
One by one, decapitation
Put on display for all to see
Bodies pile in the grave

Six feet wide, six feet deep
Bodies pile in the grave
Six feet wide, six feet deep

The stench of flesh saturates
Death takes on a clean slate
Death saturates
Track Name: Existence Is Suffering
Oblivious as to what is wrong, and what is right
Never will I beg for heaven nor will I accept damnation
Oblivious as to what is wrong, and what is right
Never will I beg for heaven

Remnants of dust, all that remains
Inferno of life, cleansing my sins
Bathed in regret, cloaked in lies
From casket to birth, filth of the earth

Thrown in confusion, to a world unknown
In the paradox valley

Normality is creation, of each desperation
Normality is relation, of each infestation

Existence is suffering, suffering till death
Carry your grave, til nothings left

Cloaked in public executions
Blood turns to rust in an ancient game
Power obsessive, a poor mans perception
Thrown in confusion to a world unknown

Existence is suffering, suffering til death
Carry your grave, til nothings left

Existence is suffering, suffering til death