Thin Throats from Desire Realm by Eightfold Path

How much longer will we walk here under the sun with no water? How much longer can we just lie here when we're out of time, no longer aligned. Tell what's the point if this evening's dry. No comfort, and no content smiles, cause we can't see any difference between greed and need. We don't know how much longer will we breathe, trying to swim in a oily sea, our head being pushed down by the hand of our fucking greed. Tell me what's the point if we're lying deep, no comfort, and no content smiles. Oil mixed with innocents' blood flows like green paper cash but I don't wanna be part of this world matricide. No I will never feed this fire ; I'd rather die than go that far. I will never feed this fire growing on the greed of the liars. We all need now to rise. It's time for us to fight. We all need now to rise against overconsumption and we'll fight.

• caen
• cherbourg
• desire realm
• eightfold path
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• punk
• Cherbourg Octeville