Rupture of the shell, exposed to the cold
Naked in the snow, nowhere to go
All meaning in collapse, awakening to an ocean of pain
No justice in the void, just ice in my fucking veins
I can't stand the flavour of the truth
No reason
I just hate the fucking multitudes
So: treason
I just got a shitty attitude
No reason
So fuck it all there's nothing I can do
The Chicago punks seem intent on defying any hardcore conventions, focusing instead on communicating pure disgust for the rotting world around them. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 1, 2022
Rerelease of this pummeling Swedish D-beat/crust LP from 2012, with the hallmarks of the style at its best— heavy riffs and righteous fury. Bandcamp New & Notable May 18, 2021
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016