Constantly unsatisfied we sell our souls like mongers
living dominated by an unfillable hunger.
We distort reality, we create illusions
corrupting our coscience we raise our seclusion.
Blindfolded by our own ego
slaves of the jingling that the longing produces
hitting the ground and reflecting in our shadow.
The jaw of greed is clinging around our flesh.
We stretch our shady hands to the others’ plate
this is our temptation.
We trample on our morals only to reach a profit
to reach gratification.
Just a choice.
We have hunger for power.
We have thirst for success.
Withering as flowers
our unique pain is distress.
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
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
A necessary reissue of everything venerated hardcore band Angel Hair ever released, with breakneck time signatures that turn on a dime. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2024