We bash our heads against the fucking walls, convinced we make a difference when, instead, we’re manipulated advocates for corporate servants, centrists, and fucking billionaire apologists as the vessels for a cultural shift that condemns this superficial view of violence in favor of the same old bullshit so those selfish fucks can turn a profit. It’s just shit talk, photo ops, workshopped talking points, and no actual traction. We drag brushes through blood to paint picket signs with slogans that maximize retweets and likes. Convenient, artistic, self-important efforts to validate our inaction. Then, we retreat to our privilege when the stakes get too high, and nothing changing is the safe compromise that only ensures the safety of tainted allies. The wolves in sheep’s clothing with wool we pull over our eyes. And at the end of yet another day, our ideals get tucked away with our lock screens. Broken and tired you find comfort in knowing that the system you oppose will carry on.
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Such a unique, crushing and yes, catchy record. Having seen them live recently can also attest to the band’s incredible tightness and massive tones. Love this record and this band. rube
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Even for this genre the sheer intensity of this album always manages to floor me. Might not be the most unique album under the sun but it doesn't have to be; the performances are tight and ferocious, the songwriting is dynamic and explosive, the production is crushing, it's just all things to a mathcore fan. napalmsatan