lose the door,
the scared boy,
Stay down,
direct here.
Get up take off the loose straps,
you come to hinder of the trips,
i’m have something unpleasant and I bring it to you.
Rise to the surface,
that's going out and coming in at the same time, it's wrong to think about what was,
I am deciding my cycle.
Is to promise the null.
A thin rule stomped bare tears of fear off fake course.
The other child tells me,
that I am a kind of …
Anathema of creed.
The edge stops the crazy, but that could not stop me.
Then I must die to speak,
a circular story, of which ...
Those ... are ... my tears,
that drown my reason.
And untangle like this,
the skein of thoughts, that leave me,
stagnant and stupid,
I'm such a thin slice,
a child like me is bad.
Shut up die and get up,
Straight to the thin slices of me without reason,
I fight for what was not mine.
I will bind that way that,
I want, because I am so poor,
in every possible way.
And I was, I am, I will be that,
resounding and damned failure of youth.
Of youth,
This is my circle, this is…
This album is so fun to listen to. They pulled out all the stops with this album and built, or rather destroyed, a whole world. This album has everything: storytelling, stomping, screaming, and even the somber singing on "Never Be that Way Again." This is a CD I will enjoy playing on repeat! Mack Obb Morose
The excellent Barcelona label House of (S)PUNK is back with a five-song comp showcasing the local hardgroove scene. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2024