I HAD TO LOSE MY MIND SO I COULD FIND MYSELF
LONGING FOR LONELINESS, THINKING OF LIES TO TELL
SAME SHIT DIFFERENT LIPS, NO POLICING POLITICS
THE TALKING DEAD HAVE GOT YOU LOCKED IN THEIR GRIPS
NO MORE LIES TO TELL
NO MORE HIDES TO SELL
GOT A DOSE OF WHAT’S COMING
WHILE YOU RODE ON YOUR HORSE
GOT CALLED OUT BY THE KILLER
FALSE KING HAD NO REMORSE
NO MORE LIES TO TELL
NO MORE HIDES TO SELL
PUSH A BUTTON, DROP A BOMB
PULL THE RIPCORD, PROBLEM GONE
FRIGHTENED TO FRIEND, DELIGHTED TO DELETE
ENLIGHTENED TO AN EXTENT, BUT MIGHT JUST BE A CREEP
DEFYING CERTAIN DEATH, BLASTED TO SMITHEREENS
UNDYING DIRTY DEEDS, THE GODS ARE NOT PLEASED
A refined, yet unpredictable vision of metallic hardcore from Atlanta's Hubris Cannon, featuring elements of grind, sludge, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2022