there is no god,there are no violins to play sad songs,there is no you,there are no we,we are the history.take mo to the history,mistakes were made by both sides,victims or winners does it matter,black hole in the horizon will bury us together,we will be forever.walking on my own through this evil streets searching for change,you could make me change,from better to worse,from flying bird to dead horse.you could change me,from better to worse,from flying bird to dead horse.change me.
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018