My thoughts and treasures have been here forever.
Don't make that mistake.
Arms can reach far.
Roots can pull deep.
Red is the clutter we keep for each other.
Always hating. Always building family from sickness.
I won't ever let it happen.
Like all Flowers in the Attic,
they draw a sky to show our eyes limits.
Raising another's young; inviting tongues that all went drone.
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018