As if hope exists in this world. We are surrounded by enemies. Waiting in the wings. Ready to knock us down. Time and time again. We are exposed by weakness. We believe we are safe. Ignorance.. it will bury us all
This worlds a grave. And we are born to die
The sky is falling. And there's nothing we can do. We did this to ourselves. You to me and I to you. A world corrupted. A world filled with greed. With cities burning. The loss of life. There is no need.
There is no hope in the world. We surrounded by enemies. Sickness fills the air. And we continue to breath it in
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The sonic beauty of a great cat in the wild coexisting with the feeling of being mauled by said cat. Not my usual thing... But this is so simultaneously brutal and melodic that I can't get enough. Millwall D.
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If anyone thought hardcore was dead, Purgatory lets us know it is very much alive and enraged. What started with Suicidal Tendencies in the 80s and rose to prominence with Biohazard (and so many more great bands) in the 90s continues to rage on. I'm raging with them . . . until the war against ignorance and greed and lies and hypocrisy and inequality and all those awful, evil -isms is won. Diogenes Grief