Bleeding ground gives way to fear
Barren and abandoned
Vision blurred by disbelief
A false gods' ascension
Pay what you owe, a soul
You reap what we've sown
Ploughed dirt like crumbled skin
Dry, cracked, renounced
Mother earth exsanguinated
Of every ounce
Pay what you owe, your soul
You reap whats been sown
We've sealed our fate
From centuries of disrespect
We can't escape
These consequences approaching fast
It's come too late
Knowledge of these past mistakes
Can we make a change and
Resuscitate?
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