The degradation of our core hidden away behind synthetic screens
With eyes that have been blinded to all except for what they all choose to see
Our minds constructed by these machines built and designed under a dying sun
And now the rot has taken ahold it will grow and grow until we succumb
So I wake up in the dark again with the sound of static pounding endlessly in my head
And I feel I can't stop falling now hurling violently down towards the end
Words that are screamed without a face in this place that only festers decay
Those who resist the future they've made will have no fate but be exile or slaved
And to this fate now humans made soulless and vain from the hate that they nourish
Becomes the scum that breeds in this filth on which they will just continue to flourish
So I wake up in the dark again with the sound of static pounding endlessly in my head
And I feel I can't stop falling now hurling violently down towards the end
How can we kill the noise when it has become our voice
Lost to the pounding sound like waves in which we drown
supported by 21 fans who also own “Towards the End”
this band seriously brings the nostalgic cyberpunk atmosphere to their sound. wouldn't be a playlist without them in there somewhere. cheers! - w House Of Cyn1c
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supported by 20 fans who also own “Towards the End”
Merci Déhà for the download code. Lots of bands use these ingredients – pretty female vocals over doomy guitars always sounds good, but usually that's where the ideas run out. That isn't the case here. Each song is packed with ideas and evolutions, genres and references it's boring to list but not at all to listen to. A pleasure to have been introduced to this. Luke