Record Of The Day: Grief-Come To Grief

Circa 1994 these New England Doom obsessed, drugged up riff masters came up with this massive slab of pure auditory self hatred. Some of the slowest tunes of the genre in the same boat of EYEHATEGOD but with less Southern Hospitality in their souls, and more well just self loathing. Listening to this record may or may not make thick clouds of green smoke come out of your speakers but it might as well. Not really the most motivating piece of Doom in the world, but seriously one of the heavier more pissed off releases I've ever heard. Enjoy.
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No!!!
More will my friends stand for
My drunken belligerence
Girls won't put up with my
Stubborn ignorance
Things used to be simple
I wish I was still five
Now drugs and booze keep my alive

Hate, it's more than a word
A way of life
You're on your own
Nobody gives a fuck about you, or me

Loving couples, smiling children anger me
Fills me with hostility
The way you live, can't seem to find
What it's about
Arbor hospital, you never should've let me out

Hate, it's more than a word
A way of life
You're on your own
Nobody gives a fuck about you I'm ruined

You fuckers never should've let me out

I'm ruined!