Polski metal mocny, polski metal zły, polski metal niszczy!
Poland has pretty much always had one of the most innovative, strongest, angriest metal scenes. I have almost always liked the albums that have made their way to me from that scene.
This album is certainly no exception to that trend. Explosive, powerfully produced, emotionally battering, and with the wildest fucking lyrics I've ever read.
Netflix, ogolona cipka.
Tonę w wiadrze. Pełna i wściekła.
Rosnę i rozlewam. Wszędzie brudzę się.
Krzyczę, nikt nie sprząta.
Netflix, a shaved pussy. I'm drowning in a bucket. Full and furious. I grow and spill. I get dirty everywhere. I'm screaming, nobody is cleaning.
As someone who generally dislikes metal lyrics, singers, vocals, etc.. I am just over the moon about the violent dadaist filth poetry here. Bonus disgust for the crying baby / microwave sound sample.
Listen, and be filth, worm
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