When the smoke clears I'll still be here, White knuckling till the end. I won't back down, My flag in the dirt Standing firm.
The beauty of life Is in the struggles. Pushing forward Let's me know I'm alive. That I'm still breathing... I live for the fight.
I want to be here In the deep end, Knowing if I stop kicking I'll drown.
I came into this world Kicking and screaming, And that's exactly how I plan on going out.
I can feel it burning inside me, A pounding in my chest. It's always been there... Forcing One foot in front of the other.
I am the small spark That Burnt your forrest to the ground. We are the spark! That burnt it down.
I am the small spark That brought your Forrest to its knees. I am the spark... And you’re the trees.
Bluesy protopunk in the great Detroit tradition by the city's own the Stools, with dashes of the Stooges, Negative Approach, and the Gories. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2023
A new track from this tough-as-nails Boston hardcore outfit has some words for men who would dehumanize women in the scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2018
Raw, expressive, and achieves a remarkable balance between melody and sharp hardcore edge. It presents a type of duality that makes euphony and cacophony sound beautiful together, like rice and beans (a complete protein) :) Love the sound, this split demonstrates impressive talent! Kenny McGalem