Here is your light,
here is your legend
engraved in our skin.
We wait for monsters to appear
because we know of the horrors,
of the consequence and horrors
engraved in our skin,
(At) the loss of our sight, we'll know the glory of...
(Being scared) Out of our wits, shaking hunched over,
afraid to come out, afraid to move away.
Out of our minds
As time pushed by, the creatures that we'd dreamed became the creatures that we know.
And over the years, monsters appeared.
They turned into thugs, that turned into banks
then turned into lawyers who fuel our prisons
and fill them with soldiers who call themselves cops.
In subsequent years they said "be loyal"
then cut off our hair, sold it as stock.
Traded our veins, replaced them with oil
pipe-lined through land and poisoned our crops.
So when are you going to draw the line?
Take the gold and devour our wage
Too many years wasted on
Idealizing life as a salary slave
You're still scared of things that you don't know
and that you sought and that you owe.
Trying to remember something decent
Raise the bar and you'll just climb
Higher and higher and higher and higher
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