Circles from In Turmoil by ANCST

circles
looks like this is another endless moment, where i'm crushed by the weight of the real face of humanity.... and when
the smoke has cleared there's one last chant which fills the hole inside my chest, starving, begging, this is a call for
retaliation, a generation in abandon blinded by ignorance, yet i evolve into a different direction, we are what we are,
all alone in the end, and this is just another version of me, cause the spirit of dead affairs impends over us and the
seas, its breath is portentous, and while i look at you i say to myself, everything is fine, everything is falling apart

expl.: even if we share the dearest wish for peace of mind there's too much we've sacrificed or are still sacrificing.
no entrepreneur can enhance the status of wage-labour. no status can fill the vastness inside of many. vastness
conquers resilient thoughts we suffer each day as well as we create suffering. adjusting in vain.
there is no such thing like innocence. just different levels of responsibility.

• Black Metal
• Metal
• blackened crust
• blackened hardcore
• death metal
• Berlin