Coming for us all bathed in holy light
Bringers of the world to fight the good fight
They've taught us to know what is wrong and right
They've erased our wills and our insight
We've learnt not to care about being free
We've learnt to forget we're bending the knee
Locked in an everlasting shopping spree
We belong to them there's no way to flee
Behold the prophets of profit
Slaving away with no regrets
Ruling the day we are their pets
Gods of today fueled by our sweat
Holding the pay no need for threats
We're building their empires
We're granting their desires
Worms crawling in the dirt
Not knowing we are hurt
Trash covering the earth
We are enslaved from birth
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A mess of swirling brutal death, maybe somewhat more structured and therefor more memorable than other band that do this style, combined with a sci-fi horror theme. This slays for days. nathan breon
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020
supported by 4 fans who also own “Prophets of Profit”
For those of you who were disappointed by the latest Deathrite output I have excellent news: you’ll find a new home with Swarn. Heavily influenced by the 90’s Stockholm crowd the band from Estonia takes it a step further in terms of a crusty atmosphere. Mohemian