We thought we had a chance to win this
We thought there was a way to turn the tide
We thought their ruling could be dismissed
We thought there was a way to regain our pride
We tried to counteract their poison
We tried to make them get out of our heads
We tried to define new horizons
We tried to stand proud on our legs
But it was hopeless
Hopeless
Advertisement blinding our eyes
Toxic smokes in the sky
Forgetting to live, eyes on the prize
Intelligence denied
Being controlled through labor every day
Giving the sweat from our brow
Earth turned into a giant ashtray
Unable to disavow
It's Hopeless
Hopeless
Attention spans growing shorter and shorter
Kids addicted to screens
The wage gap getting bigger and bigger
True rulers staying unseen
There will be no uprising
There will be no reckoning
There will be no rebelling
There is simply no saving us
No saving us
Forever slaves, forever doomed, forever craving until the tomb
A mess of swirling brutal death, maybe somewhat more structured and therefor more memorable than other band that do this style, combined with a sci-fi horror theme. This slays for days. nathan breon
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020
For those of you who were disappointed by the latest Deathrite output I have excellent news: you’ll find a new home with Swarn. Heavily influenced by the 90’s Stockholm crowd the band from Estonia takes it a step further in terms of a crusty atmosphere. Mohemian