Life has been stolen from the bodies of men. Consume. Death resides in the corners of their thoughts. Everything that we embody has become contradictory. The knowledge of good and evil has consumed them all. Selfishness is not recognized as wrong but as natural and justified. They’re ignoring what this morality is. This world has a sickness and it rejects its only cure. Life is a meaningless cycle without its remedy, without its calling. Without its remedy. The only purpose it has is no purpose at all. Only death, no life. Seeking truth with nihilism as the only motive will inherit death of the mind. Life is meaningless without its remedy. Our fate is to die without living, this is the reign of death in life. Bury me under the earth.
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Ce disque me rappelle les Rage against the machine, fatalement. Mais la musique me plaît davantage, car plus hardcore. Il y a du riff pour des mois. gregory duveau
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all I want to say is fuck solid state for clearly not allowing their records on Bandcamp which would include remove the earth and naked and cold. I need them on Bandcamp!!!!! ėṣɓĵ
A pop-punk compilation benefitting the beloved Club 85 venue in Hertfordshire, UK, featuring contributions from 32 bands. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2020
An expansive release of 51 tracks (with a sweet Deerhoof cover of Madonna's "Live to Tell") to benefit a Hurricane Maria relief agency. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2018
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Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego