1. |
Εικόνες της Πόλης
03:08
|
|||
2. |
Bygones
02:42
|
|||
|
Bygones will be forever bygones.
Poor steal from the poor and everyone’s on edge.
Frustrated, we bet on the wrong horse.
Pull your money out before it’s too late.
We live in a state of constant alert.
We’re born on our knees and talk with our fists.
Bygones will be forever bygones.
Amends is compromising.
Delegation never worked.
Claim what is yours.
You owe it to yourself.
Bygones are not to reminisce.
They must be burned at the stake of the past.
Middle grounds never carried solutions.
Bygones, forever bygones.
Bygones.
|
||||
3. |
Faceless Children
04:27
|
|||
4. |
Crevice
02:46
|
|||
5. |
Ideals to Burn
04:07
|
|||
|
The blood's on the sea. It's red now and full of pain.
There are no pretentions.
We're exposed.
Our faces unveiled.
Ideals to burn or cherish, it's really the same.
Forged in our hearts, but still we fail to act.
We take a look, but we don't see.
We can't jump in.
We can't imagine.
We never tried.
Our rage is endless and forever transferred.
Now it’s time.
It’s time to act.
|
||||
6. |
Nothing to Harvest
03:42
|
|||
|
All was part of your big quest for meaning.
Everything pushed, messed, steered up just for a glimpse.
You always looked for happiness in the distance.
All this time it stood before you, just right under your nose.
You seeded so much, but there was no sun.
Τhere’s no more light.
No water.
Τhere’s only thirst, nothing to grow.
Τhere’s no more life.
Nothing to harvest, nothing to stand for.
|
||||
7. |
Wallflowers
03:52
|
|||
|
We may be muffled, but we’re still loud.
Ι won’t chew on more pressure for the sake of blending.
See through the numbness and pursue disquiet.
No more goodbyes just to fill in more shoes.
No more goodbyes to dreaming.
No more goodbyes to living.
See through the numbness.
Pursue disquiet.
Φτάνει πια.
Wallflowers also have a say.
We were not meant to be out on the fringes.
Be sure that we know how to endure a hard life.
Your turn is coming.
Beware the time of change.
|
||||
8. |
The Stench Remains
03:14
|
|||
|
This world is just like a pond.
We’re its reflection, the wind and the distorted idol.
We bathed in correctness, but the stench remains.
It is always there.
The stench remains.
Always afraid of the backlash, we’re missing a stance.
Against the tiniest push, we don’t stand a chance.
We’ve got to wake up.
Monuments of the once alive, it’s what we have become and yet we stand proud, fed with rejection.
Monuments of the once alive will burn like our selfishness and we’ll live again.
The Dark Age is revived, the witch hunts are real.
We bathed in correctness, but the stench remains.
|
||||
9. |
Broken Feathers
03:04
|
|||
Nothing to Harvest Records Karditsa, Greece
Label and DIY distributor from Karditsa, Greece since 2017. Against discrimination 24/7.
If you like Nothing to Harvest Records, you may also like:
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault.
go to album
If I Speak (Shut The Fuck Up)
by SOUL GLO
featured on Bandcamp Radio Sep 15, 2023
go to album
Devil Music
by portrayal of guilt
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 28, 2023
go to album
Derramar | Querer | Borrar
by MASSA NERA
Massa Nera makes '00s-style screamo that strikes a balance between delicate intricacy and heavy passion.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jul 26, 2022
go to album
CHRISTFUCKER
by portrayal of guilt
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 12, 2021
go to album
We Are Always Alone
by portrayal of guilt
featured on Bandcamp Radio Feb 5, 2021
go to album
