Our train runs forward through life
But we travel in it's different ends
And i see
How wind is twingling your hair
When you're leaning out of the window
And smile to greet it
Despite my desires, despite my attempts
I can not reach them.
And we can't get off at the very next platform
No station won't play this sad song
Our train will sweep past them express
Knocking down everything on it's the way
Disappearing into the horizon
From day to day.
So hide your face now
Wind carries only wrinkles
And it's grays your hair
Which changed it's colour a hundred times
Like shimmering
In the sunlight.
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