The sheetmetal sign saying "Welcome to Nowhere" rusted unreadable long ago. We're dogs dying on the side of the road.
Feel nothing ever.
My hands are fucking freezing cold. When did this all turn to shit? When did it all get so fucking old? I've made mistakes that I'll never correct. The water's filling my failing lungs. The only future for me is death.
You're a blight, a fucking cancer. I'm face to face with my oppressors. We're shit, I am disposable. Bring me your Maker. I fear no Hell.
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020