What greeting is
Grey meeting eyes
No light that
Warms and comforts
The cold caress
Of a clenched fist
Writhe in agony
Manifest, apathy
Till tears run
And fall upon
A life of absolute
Nothingness
It's pressing down
I'm smothered now
Hopeless movements
I'd die to feel nothing
Backdrop of a cycle
Swirling in shadows
Voices speak, I do not hear
Take me far, far from here
Walking on needles
My lovers chest
And everyone
I've ever met
Bleed to death
A sordid fate
Slower, not painless
Give and take
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Amazing post punk from Hungary. The vocals have an almost Steve Perry throatiness and melodicism to them, but they are ever so slightly muted to make the music stand out more. Yet, the vocals also have a cadence and drive that border on a hardcore approach. Very unique.
But the drummer steals the show here. Driving, frenetic, and, creative, providing a backbone to the music while also moving it forward.
Brilliant. Lute FP
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