we all walk down the same way
with once held dreams,
with shattered remains.
We all smell the stench
of present fear,
we all see the flames
of that fire burning near.
From one wretched to another one
we hold our finger on the handle
of a loaded gun
with anger in our veins
and a teary eye
we condemn the world
but we refuse to die!
It´s the deadborn child
of what´s bliss and curse
it´s the age of our times
we alas can not reverse.
It all seems so hopeless,
it all seems the very end.
And who knows what might be
the next broken remain to mend.
we all walk down the same way
with once held dreams,
with shattered remains.
We all smell the stench
of present fear,
we all see the flames
of that fire burning near.
The Chicago punks seem intent on defying any hardcore conventions, focusing instead on communicating pure disgust for the rotting world around them. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 1, 2022
Love the vibe of this project as a whole. SUPER depressed angry music which relies heavily on sound clips and audio collage is my jam especially in sludge. Feels like a more deprived and crusty version of Through Silver in Blood. Either way, the balance between the audio collage and more tradition crust/sludge sections is perfect and leaves me satisfied every time I listen (which is a lot) kaiiil