ALBUM REVIEW: Blood Command – Praise Armageddonism
I can hear the angels singing, as I see the world be laid to rest.
I can hear the angels singing, as I see the world be laid to rest.
I’m gone. I no longer exist.
Are you scared to be alone with me?
This week’s wrap-up of all the new metalcore, post-hardcore, alternative, and indie releases, as well as picks from our staff.
A plume in the skyline.
Planting seeds to ignite the dawn.
Truncheons won’t stop people from healing.
How do I make the best of letting go of everything I’ve ever known?
And so I dream, of everything I could have been.