Pass by in silence
Expect me to extend my own hand
To a self absorbed man
Speak about me in shallow breath
But you never spoke an honest word
Hatred for the well known
Hatred for the unknown
Blood has turned into fire
Boils and blisters as thoughts conspire
I'll butcher conquest, I'll crucify, I collect
I'll destroy anything with grace
Subjectively, on my own demand
A man I almost decided to fucking hate
So place a knife in my hand
I'd cut the world right out from under you. Something I wish you could understand is I wish you could break me.
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