Nineteen Ninety One
Started out to have some fun
25 years has come and gone
But just hold on we're still not done
Two Thousand and Fifteen
Stripped down and feeling mean
Cut the fat and keep it clean
A juggernaut thrash machine
Drums pound and bass will crush
Overwhelmed by the rush
Destroy everything we touch
Posers run we're just too much
Face melting riffs of pain
Spit fire straight through your brain
Like suicidal so insane
Frantic power never taimed
The Brazilian metal outfit teaches a lesson in exemplary thrash, delivering palm-mute chugging, dexterous fretwork, and infuriated-but-intelligible vocals on every song Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 21, 2021