I feel buried every morning by the weight of expectation
Looking to the world for the slightest motivation
I curse every mother fucker with a positive expression
Their smiles enrage me and fill me with aggression
Fits of anger and self loathing
Dying in my sleep, waking up, and decomposing
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016
The Chicago punks seem intent on defying any hardcore conventions, focusing instead on communicating pure disgust for the rotting world around them. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 1, 2022