Chaos reigns,portaits decay
Asking myself "what has happened here?"
Spells have been cast by ghosts from the past
Nowhere to roam in the house of lost souls
The curse of Palmer,the voice of evil.
The curse of Palmer,missing people.
I know Im next,death breathes down my neck
My final moments are approaching me.
Nowhere to turn,my soul left to burn
Its set in stone now this curse is my own
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024