Love to believe in a god you can’t see
Ignore the world changing before you
Denying the science of life dying beside us
While pride and greed are a virtue
What will be gained when nothing remains
Resources you rape reject us
This planet adapts, its forces react
Then we see how we infect us
The self-fulfilling prophecy
Of man striving for divinity
No grasp on this reality
Get on your knees and look through the trees
Emptiness burns in your eye
All you’ll have left is a pile of debt
Since all you banked on died
Look to the skies, pray through your lies
For a heaven lying in wait
Your paradise here destroyed by fear
Hell on earth is what you create
Nature is the rapture that wipes this world clean.
Rains of ash. Burning skies.
Drowned lands. Choking cries.
Aggressive, intense, extreme music (punk, hardcore, metal) should be raw and bullshit free, stripped of self-indulgent "mood setting" riffs and arrangements to produce its effect. PUNCH and "They Don't Have to Believe" is a paradigm of this ethos 'par excellence' as they say. _teeth
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