incendiary

Survival
Incendiary
Survival

Incendiary - Survuval

I struggle to survive in this fucking existence.
When every new morning brings a sober assessment
of where I am, where I’ve been, and what I need to be.
Forget the past, stand and face whats in front of me
but for better or worse, I carry on. and on, and on, and on, I carry on.

Primitive Rage
Incendiary
Primitive Rage

Incendiary
New York Hardcore

All we know is steel and stone
We’re worked to the death, we’re worked to the bone
Spreading ourselves thin, striping ourselves bare
We turn the screws too beaten to care
Bottle up with spite, lying dead in the fight
Exposing our skin to parasites

The brain rot of the digital age leave our bodies stuck inside a primitive rage.