And so its been said that time heals all heartache.
7 years gone and it still hasn’t mended a thing.
My first born son still an empty shell,
head in my hands seeking escape from this living hell.
Every day is like a funeral without closure’s clear embrace.
And the story of life feels like a tale of lies
when staring back from every page is the reaper’s fucking face.
Its been said that if you ask you shall receive. (Sometimes it’s hard to believe.)
So hey God, are you sitting on your hands?
How much more of his childhood lost, each day, an incalculable cost.
Is there a lesson I’ve yet to learn or will these open wounds continue to burn?
I need answers, still no answers.
No progress. No healing.
I need answers, still no answers.
No connection, just stagnancy.
I need you to hear me.
Still no answers, still no answers.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This album is electric. From the first track it's nonstop chaos and fun, and was a great way to start my journey into thrash metal and hardcore. spencer_mjeh
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