Choking on the truth
The weight of the world wrapping its hands and squeezing at your throat
A death sentence for a weaker man
Caring only for yourself in this life
Everyone be damned, You don’t feel remorse
Their blood is on your hands, You plot your own course
We’ll plot ours, The fight to survive
A war within our fucking minds
Do your fucking part in this war that has no end in sight
Hide behind a veil, Continue breathing death
Taking their last gasp, the blood is on your hands and you don’t care
Selfishness wins when you feel nothing for anyone else
Simple things asked, Sacrifices made
But not by you, the piper gets paid
Digging mass graves burying our kin
Can’t say goodbye, Glad you’re having fun
Do your fucking part
Why can’t you step aside?
Why can’t you sacrifice to save one life?
Why can’t you feel anything for anyone other than yourself
Living it up, I Hope it’s worth it watching your family die all alone
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