Well they burn, burn, burn right down into the grass
Those churches and their steeples are turning into ash
Tell your kids they had best start running
Tell your parents the apocalypse is coming now
Theres no need to wear a frown
We'll turn those crucifixes upside down
And when the pastor and his family come around
They'll be hanging from the trees on the edge of town
And I turn, turn, turn my thoughts to the past
I think about the bad times and how they seem to last
Because I've never felt so free
In this heathen jubilee as I do now
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
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020