Pattern Recognition from Circles by Days of Desolation

Torpedoes from a nuclear sub
Shooting stars scatter through the dark
The ego and the id are one and the same thing
The century of self, here to pass me by
I fall

The wind as it skirts the grass
Stained by blood shed by our own hands
The human and primate are one and the same thing
The schisms between us, sewn and torn again
New tensions feeling all much too fucking old
Histories repeated, reduced to mere footnotes

The human and primate are one and the same thing
The schisms between us, sewn and torn again
New tensions feeling all much too fucking old
The century of self, here to pass me by
I fall
I stay
I crawl
I prey

• Punk
• crust
• d-beat
• grindcore
• hardcore
• metal
• Halen