This is the soundtrack to the autopsy of the American Dream. With lyrics as sharp as scalpels and beats that grind like bonesaws, Holocaust Humanity takes a dive into the cancer-filled corpse of our modern society. Nathan Hewitt and John Mrugala are surgeons of the sonic, offering up an album that forces listeners to acknowledge that our society needs more than a band-aid to cover up the deep wounds we have inflicted on ourselves. BY applying pressure where needed, and cauterizing what can't be saved, Holocaust Humanity struggles with the viscous realities of a culture that's dying on it's feet.
This is the soundtrack to the autopsy of the American Dream. With lyrics as sharp as scalpels and beats that grind like bonesaws, Holocaust Humanity takes a dive into the cancer-filled corpse of our modern society. Nathan Hewitt and John Mrugala are surgeons of the sonic, offering up an album that forces listeners to acknowledge that our society needs more than a band-aid to cover up the deep wounds we have inflicted on ourselves. BY applying pressure where needed, and cauterizing what can't be saved, Holocaust Humanity struggles with the viscous realities of a culture that's dying on it's feet.
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