All the regrets in the darkest hour
All my faliures and the want for power
Will I survive yet another night
and the total distress in daylight
I aint blessed and I´ve had enough
I´m out of life, I was never tough
To disappear felt like the only solution
But I´m still here armed for the revolution
My life My fight
Will I survive another night?
My life My fight
and the total distress in daylight
A pasted smile I’m someone else
I see you, sisters, were all empty shells
The migratory mechanical mothers
We long away to be the contempt others
My treasure became my weight
My life was a waste, the help came to late
The lack of love - what a fucking disgrace
You were happy for me, such a slap in the face
Your expectations, fuck off
I aint blessed and I´ve had enough
Your expectations, fuck off
I´m out of life, I was never tough
supported by 11 fans who also own “THE CONTEMPT OTHERS”
I've been jamming to this band since the mid eighties and will be in my mid eighties if I am still able!! Need I say any more? Cheers!!!!!! (AKA benTgRim)
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016
The Chicago punks seem intent on defying any hardcore conventions, focusing instead on communicating pure disgust for the rotting world around them. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 1, 2022
supported by 9 fans who also own “THE CONTEMPT OTHERS”
when I saw the black lives matter manifestos and the band manifested itself against fascism, I thought: these guys are awesome, long life doom Rafael.Profano