You waste your time
Made the leak
Of your grey matter that
Really can exist
Put your time
In the chest
And leave somebody to check this uncontrolled rest
There are no signals
No more semantic
Knowledge that can sink
In your rotten grey matter
You waste your time
Made the leak
Of your grey matter that
Really can exist
Put your time
In the chest
And leave somebody to check this uncontrolled rest
Have you any sense of this
World that rests undone
So you are the numb
That left in time
All your words
Will left unheard
So mute off them
This sorrow is the primal sense of wasting.
We waste our time.
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
Raw, expressive, and achieves a remarkable balance between melody and sharp hardcore edge. It presents a type of duality that makes euphony and cacophony sound beautiful together, like rice and beans (a complete protein) :) Love the sound, this split demonstrates impressive talent! Kenny McGalem