We’re young, we’re strong, we don’t belong to you
Look this flag of hatred. Is it you who made it?
(Nothing to prove)
How are you holding up? How does it feel?
Look the beauty of your lies, passing through our ears
You’ve already dug our grave, it won’t stop us!
We will fight or fall, until angels save us all
(Nothing to prove)
We’re not scared of you; I know that you influence our kids
And when the wind blew, what did you do?
POW!! Take that in your face,
(The tide is turning now)
How are you felling now?
(They want us, to think this )
Our pride is so deep
You feel useful thanks to all the money that you’ve earned
Synonymous of all workers that you burnt
Still two classes, one cradle with a golden family
One cradle fell, with his daddy staying in a jail
Economic crisis, unemployment, promotion
Submission for the exploitation, exploitation for the consumption
(Good work, keep it up)
The rebels yells, ring the bells, the bombshell
Break away,
(Good work, keep it up)
We’ll go to hell
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
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024