Spoken word at its..., nah' this album doesn't even need to be entitled to the chastisement of holding a label. It is what it is, and YOU might not get it. To me, It almost seems to surpass all subjective arts (visual, autitory, whatev.). This has MORE THAN personal, abstract magnitude. Even If you can't relate...The sounds have value.
Favorite track: Demons.
I'm a terror, terrorizing homes and destruction close
Formulating zones, that combusts your bones
I'm like Fred Durst injected with a poisonous syringe
Set off to insanity and sodomized by hatred again
I always need to control someone, something
Because I've been contorted by everyone, everything