LIVE REPORT: Cannibal Corpse, Municipal Waste, Immolation & Schizophrenia at the Roundhouse, London
Rotting in a vile grave was the only way.
Rotting in a vile grave was the only way.
I’ll run into the riptide any time you want me there.
“I always had more fun saying yes than no.”
Pick a side. Hang on. Love.
Taken my soul, left me with live in hell.
I made some enemies who pray for my defeat.
Patience, that’s all we need.
A sea and a mountain in their eroding embrace forever.
As the sun rises on a new day / as we strode to the mountaintop.