I intend to live this life with you until the final march under sinking suns,
where there’ll always be one more bridge to cross
So let’s take it back, restart the reel, rekindle a faith in pretty voices
The ones who taught us how to live unchained and willing
With those words on our tongues as we face erasure
How much further should we walk til we reclaim a world at stake?
I’d take my life to the woods if I could unsee:
This disconnection, war, abuse, and fear
For the albatross clipped in wing
Who gained his stride but lost the vision
We lose, we gain, we suffer, just to die incomplete
Our mothers and fathers worked til the years broke them.
We watched the homes burn up when the factories closed
and mourned our friends who died for nothing.
When the world pries the will from the hands of the last good man,
we lose everything. We’re losing everything.
I still feel, I still hope
in every effort to find a lasting peace
I still sing:
supported by 11 fans who also own “Whatever it Takes”
Ce disque me rappelle les Rage against the machine, fatalement. Mais la musique me plaît davantage, car plus hardcore. Il y a du riff pour des mois. gregory duveau
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019