The process begins
With the reduction of a soul to a color
Stripping traditions, suppressing identity
Bleaching our minds, the only remedy
Justice is nowhere
The innocents left in anguish
Self-hatred instilled
Systematic oppression
Correlation of color and suspicion
Scales imbalanced, only money connects
Impoverished grieve, true evil collects
A place where race threatens security
Born charged with the crime of impurity
Guns to my face
Cuffs on my wrist
Knees to my back
Treat me like a savage
And I'll become the animal you want me to be
A jaundice complexion
Provoking true disgust
Black eyes, no expression
The essence of distrust
Reduce me
Condition me
Incarcerate me
I will never be free
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023