You won't see me coming
But you will feel the blade
As it cuts through arteries
but then it's all too late
Demon, demon zombie king
who lives inside my head
Our list of victim's endless
still, there's no regrets
just a bloodstained face
Then I take your skin and bones
and make a little kite
I secure it round my wrist
and stroll into the night
And everything is quiet
and I feel so relaxed
as I walk through your neighborhood
just me, myself and axe
With a bloodstained face
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