Все двери закрыты, но мы влюблены в этот пустой дом, похожий на склеп. Мы сами навесили все замки, мы сами закрыли все окна. Мы наполняем смыслом холодные стены, покрытые узорами страха. Мы слишком долго были одни, слишком закостенели, чтобы любить, слишком продрогли. Мы не живы, но постепенно умираем.
*Locked Down.
All doors are closed, but we're in love with this empty house, that looks like a crypt. We put all the locks ourselves, we closed all the windows, we fill the cold walls with meaning, the walls that covered with patterns of fear. We were alone for too long, became too numb to love, became too cold. We're not alive, but we're slowly dying.
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