What you got left? When you sit on the verge of death
What do you hold true? When there’s nothing left of you
Little atom so strong Crack ‘em everything's gone
Turn the whole world to ash with your nuclear bash
*No I don’t wanna lose control man
Whole world could blow man
We’re outta control*
You got an itchy trigger finger, to start a nuclear winter
The roaches will remember you, for what you’ve done and what you’ll do
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