Sirens call and troops armed to the teeth
Burning inside, the desire to bring the heat
A lost generation, enlisting is all they could do
Claim to have the guts, yet cry when there’s nowhere to run to
Bombs drop, shells fly
The killing floor, nowhere to hide
A display of power
A demonstration of pride
This is a war
Hold your breath and take aim
Exhale, show no weakness
Slicing through the pain
Bombs drop, shells fly
The killing floor, nowhere to hide
A display of power
A demonstration of pride
Fight until your last breath
We won’t be lost to silence
Killing with style and substance
True peace in a moment of violence
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023