Why don't you hang there and choke on it,
Choke on your fucking tongue.
You make me sick,
Oh God you make me sick.
I'd rather burn in hell than live on earth with you.
I brought this rope for you to wear around your neck.
I brought this rope for you to wear around your neck.
I brought this rope for you to wear around your neck.
I brought this rope for you to wear around your fucking neck.
Fucking choke on it.
(Fucking choke on it)
Tie it nice and tight, don't leave an inch.
Bind it around this branch.
Let’s play hangman.
Fucking choke on it.
(Fucking choke on it)
Let's play hangman.
credits
from Spit You Out,
released August 25, 2017
Written and Performed by Apate
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022
What a refreshing, heavy metalcore album this is. The 6/8 tracks are intense as all get out, lyrics are dark and personal and haunting, production is excellently fitting, and musicianship all around is great. The features, especially Frankie Palmeri's, listen so well and so heavily. Mark Benton