Now I'm gone; soon just a memory
[Just a memory]
Cursed from the void
Bound to fall on ground
And destroy your heaven
My existence lacks purpose
And I can't get to the surface
I'm a cog in the network; a tool without name
I'm a person of substance prescribed some indulgence
Dying in a cubical casket commute this traffic is everlasting
Forget every face and the moment
where we met our fucking faith
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