How dare I even raise my voice
against the ills of this world when they all live in me?
When the tomb of the past is opened
and the ghosts of my sins return to haunt me
with all of the flaws
my delusive pride
had tried to forget.
Every virtue intertwined
with twice as much vice.
Every meager success
bookended by failure.
Each slow step forward
staggers back into a
dense fog of confusion,
clouding my vision.
I just can’t get it right,
no matter how hard I try
to purge this venom
that flows through my veins;
poisoning my heart
perverting my mind,
turning me into a monster even I despise.
And I could try to escape this pain,
to numb it with a palliative;
a dose of privileged complacency
offered to make what’s wrong seem right,
but in that haze they would cut into me,
amputating what is best in me;
my will to love and my urge to fight,
leaving me dismembered; less than half alive.
So even as corrupt and as weak as I am
it’s clear what they offer isn’t life but simply
death with a different name
death in a thin disguise
stretched over the course of a life
death one piece at a 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
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023
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The West Coast's best Vegan Straight Edge band in the game. This is a monster of an EP and California proves time and time again that it makes some of the best Hardcore in the world. armedpsyche