This is the death of your empty...
EMPTY WORLD
'A bone to pick... And a few to break'
A callous end, a pale horse
Your neglect will be turned against you
I embrace the fallen...
FALLEN SKIES
Your elegy will be a cut throat
I'll enact your downfall
If we reach, reach for a brighter world
We can breathe no longer robbed of hope
To worship drunks and liars
To love with fingers crossed...
Sleep medicated,
Dreams choked in the haze
Our voice will be dissent.
Our cries will be...
We embrace the fallen...
Fallen skies.
Your elegy will be a cut throat
We'll enact your downfall
If we reach, reach for a brighter world
We can breathe
no longer robbed of hope
Your light...
Won't guide us...
YOUR LIGHT WON'T GUIDE US HOME
Your light won't guide us.
Your light won't guide us home.
YOUR LIGHT
WON'T GUIDE US
YOUR LIGHT WON'T GUIDE US HOME
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019
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