TAR043 Primitive Man - Scorn
I have tried to signal my distress by carving the flesh I find with shards and sticks, but they will not listen. My laments that ring out across the sand fall on deaf ears, they only stare at me in panic, fear, doubt. Their white hides stain easily, and in the end, I can smell it all. I must show him where I made the offering. That must help.
A filthy, malignant maelstrom of blackened doom.
2nd press on tape by Tartarus Records.
Edition of 100 tapes
Housed in a printed cardstock case