World as we see it, crushed in its vice
Sent to suffocate in the throes of life
Emotion receeded, Self taught defeatist
No more will I bow to this lie
Mistreated and cheated by egos conceited,
Can't let it burden my life
Branded a heathen, marked as defeated
Only in pain I've found my will
True disdain changing how I feel
when I looked back I couldnt believe
seeing all the things I couldnt see
Head in hands
Strained as the hourglass drains
Bleak existence,
Has to be more to this pain
Purgatory's present, curse heaven in vain,
Belly down in the pits, life's in disarray,
Fultility beckons when all hope turns grey
Complacency in misery's a thing of the sane
Feeling unwanted, life's left you scars
Meaning feels haunted and redemption charred
Still you face tomorrow, without a shade of regret
Only in pain, I've found my will
True disdain changing how I feel
When I looked back, I couldn't believe,
Seeing all the things I couldn't see
Head in hands
Strained as the hourglass drains
Bleak existence
Has to be more to this pain
Embrace the hellscape
Face the facts
Final straws fallen on your broken back
Cold nights, Dark days
Salvation only favours the brave
You fight back
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
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The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022