We'll be the one's who will take all the fucking blame
For the love, that forever lives
We keep in our memories
We bury it in our souls
It has nothing compared to all
While in our fucking shoes
Every prostration we've done
Even all the blame we took
Everyone's still with their flag
We face, we fight with no regret
We're still standing in our fact
For second chance that we have made
Like the birds fly
From the start to another start
There is no end for it
Every prostration that we had done
Even all the blame we took
For second chance we had
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
A necessary reissue of everything venerated hardcore band Angel Hair ever released, with breakneck time signatures that turn on a dime. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2024