Born into a hex. It’s so divine. Institutional constructs, metaphysical bind. I’ve been clawing at my skin trying to find a way in. Bonded to sleep debt, insomniac death. Give me some relief, I won't hesitate. That which can't be soothed can't be fixed by hate. Absolute devastation. I'm totally blind. I'm losing grasp on my life. I swear that I'm fine. I'm dripping blood let my hands intertwine.
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