To fall, to rise again, to be trapped.
Broken bones in this shining machine.
I still remember when I thought that the future
would have been full of flying cars
That future is over. Only present survive.
The stormy sea is a daily constant.
And there’s no respite for the weak stomachs.
So lost in the crowd that I can’t find the time to think.
So lost in the crowd that I can’t find a moment to breath.
Confidence exchanged for gold in this "every man for himself".
I learnt in the years not to apologize.
The taste of what is coming is making me feel good.
My childhood dreams have become silly memories that events have proven wrong.
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024