the sun still hasn't risen
i believe it's due any day
i'm molting my old skin to hold in all my
dastardly ways
seeing shapes where
i'd like to just see me
i've been staring at this old blank television screen
count your blessings
drink your sherry
worry endlessly about getting buried
my legs feel heavy
& I'm feeling cold
my head is hollow
& I'm growing old
my throat is dry
but my soul hasn't died
at least I have that my lips
don't crack
i'm staring through these endless
faces
faces
i'm waking up in unfamiliar places
my eyes are heavy
& I'm getting slow
my bones are hollow
unless you count the snow
*Instrumental then repeat*
teeth falling to my feet
the people heard
god doesn't need his sheep
i'm slipping
the grounds disappearing beneath me
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