“For All Slaves… A Song of False Hope”

This was the first Gnaw Their Tongues album I ever purchased, and represents a gloom-swept, gut-churning descent into the deepest pits of humanity’s dark subconscious. From the abysmal eponymous introduction to its vitriolic climax, “For All Slaves…” is like the lingering odor of a suicide’s voided bowels: even after all the bits and pieces are swept away, one knows the house will never be truly clean.