Jesus tried to save the world, got hung up on a cross, but his death, if it even happened, meant four fifths of fuck all.
Hang yourself high, crucified on stars.
Keep refusing to learn the lessons from your past.
You may think it connects you, makes you part of something.
But your cross, it makes you no-one's saviour, your cross makes you a racist dick.
You won't see them twinkle when the rock's rolled over the entrance, and your national identity doesn't even exist.
Your crosses all disgust me.
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020