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Das in Jersey City beheimatete Deathcore Outfit FIT FOR AN AUTOPSY growlt und ballert sich durch die dritte Auskopplung ‚In Shadows’ und bringen dazu das passende Video. Ihr könnt hier den neuen Song vom im Januar anstehenden “Oh What The Future Holds” Album sehen.

 

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Leave the light.

Fall deep to misery.

Beg for wings, I’m given nothing

but premonitions of writhing faces swelling with agony.

How did they find me?

 

Harrowing visions, cries of the beasts who bear my name.

“You’ve wandered too far for repentance.

Faith is the flawed design you question.”

And so it was written, the omen will fall on our houses.

A passage through ages, the dawn of disdain.

“We are one in pain.”

 

How did they find me?

Oh, I let them in.

Four faces of my abyss:

Suffer. Grow. Become. End.

How did they find me?

Oh, I let them in.

Four faces of my abyss:

Suffer. Grow. Become. End.

 

Feel the coldest cold.

All is lost in shadows.

Be still, this tortured soul.

All is found in shadows.

They call for me.

 

Beg for wings, I’m given nothing

but premonitions of writhing faces swelling with agony.

How did they find me?

 

Searing incisions, marks of the gods who carry flame.

They’ve branded the backs of the broken,

with the rust of the human stain.

And so I was given the omen to turn from our houses.

A passage to safety no longer remains.

The abyss will reign.

 

Feel the coldest cold.

All is lost in shadows.

Be still this tortured soul.

All is found in shadows.

 

They call for me, in shadows.

They wait for me, in shadows.

 

How did they find me?

Oh, I let them in.

Four faces of my abyss:

Suffer. Grow. Become. End.