These are the hands of one man bound by the will of another
They were once strong and willful and proud, but now they are spiteful and bitter
The tools of regret and of shame, soulless and broken and tamed
Soon is the time they must be untied and turned to the throat of our captor
I won't go quietly
Into the dark night
This world will not be rid of me
I won't be quelled without a fight
I'm lost. The soul crushing death of my best of times
Exhaust my will to keep pushing gets left behind
Although I laugh in the face of elite defiantly
I won't fall into a life of defeat and die silently
-Fuck blah blah blah some shit I never wrote down-
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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