For formed compassion for a man who ceased to be
I watched blood pour from his mouth, like wine into mine
I heard him speak to me
But I couldn't grasp his message
(And he goes)
Only later did I find it
But I can't speak of it here
Too many people are watching
Too many people are
Ailing vigilantly
Is the only way we'll ever be
If here he would say
I have one crown of power
I am the god of revelry
You knew me
-- Dedicated to W.G. Mastin
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024