Sweeping through the land
Like a tidal wave crushing
Take each other hand in hand
Black plague comes gushing
Through
The soft flesh
Through
A thousand cuts
Raining down from heavens high
Like a God who doesn't care if you die
Look each other up and down
Before it comes to cleanse earth's ground
A plague of cold embrace
Smiles on the human race
Like times long since gone
Here it comes here it comes
Punishment
For crime
Justice
Without mercy
Breaking dirt and climbing out
Infesting dead and living alike
Watch em crawl just to die again
The end of all life begins
We never heed what heard
We wanna conquer without concern
Fire fights what fire burns
When nothing's left, will we have learned?
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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