Ideological leper:
Newly planted tower
Grows from the ground and spills it’s guts out on the sidewalk
Pseudo-politico
Flat talk o’clock:
Rolls past the site of a flesh insurrection
Sidestepping creep
Hostile slumlord:
Grabs his cash and hits the road,
His face is scarred and scabbed like the map of some
Desolate wasteland
A speck of neglect.
Bombed out and leveled
To be clansed again.
Damage deceiver
Builds up his believers
And takes charge.
Stains half of the swewer
With Chaos and Clover
And Charred Tongues.
Is this the dumpster of your dreams?
And who will be your nxt trash crusader?
Ancestor incest,
The organs are rotting
On weak slabs.
Re=animating
The corpses of Buildings
With old stones.
10 years ago, this label brought us shit like this and other Converge shit, now we have nothing but the remains of post-hardcore and metalcore. The fuck?