The street's a barren wasteland where the population's scared to walk
Homes are filled with violence, children aren't allowed to talk
The sky is filled with cameras watching over the genocide
That slowly takes the place of American teenage suicide
While families across the nation glue themselves to T.V. sets
To hear about the priest raping kids on the internet
All we can say is "let bygones be bygones"
Lock up the drug addicts and free all the murderers
You say you give me freedom, I will protest
The only freedom I know of is death
The world hears a gunshot, another kid is dead
He was only trying to sell the drugs that kept his family fed
The sky's a shade of green from a man eaten up with greed
His office now is red, he put a bullet in his head
And all the people down on Wall Street will agree
That every man is equal, every man is free
And everybody down in the gutter will confess
Unless you are a millionaire, freedom is death
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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