Stuck between self and assorted friends. Losing control of my hands. Time twists like bonded wire. This lives as long as moral passes. If everday's the same, where's progression? Fade from peoples lives. Exist as a gray noise hiss. Our silence isn't helping. The walls close in. These talks never answer questions. Sick of the years of sleepless nights. We toss and turn in our own fear. We live in a dark reality. Blank faces echo salvation. My hands and knees ignore the intervention. Built on a hope for failure. All we were are bodies swaying in breeze like wrecking balls. Take the sunburnt path. There were other worries. Waking up drenched in sweat. Time never slowed. The bomb in your stomach keeps ticking.
Came for the cover art. Stayed for the music.
15 minutes of total destruction.
Those riffs and breakdowns are fucking sick and the double-bass drums are brutal as fuck!
Insane death-metal-infused hardcore.
Highly recommended. Sælzer Bub