LIKE NOTHING EVER
I NEED MY TIME
LIKE WATER IN THE DESERT
I NEED MY TIME
AS A PASSION FOR THE MADMAN
I NEED MY TIME
THIS DESIRE’S DEEP IN THE HEART
WHEN THE LAST BLUE WHALE LEFT ITS ANCIENT CAVE
LIBERATED AND SOARING ON ITS LAST WAVE
THIS PLASTIC WORLD COLLAPSED, AND A BURNING GLOBE
ON A PALM WILL KEEP THE LITTLE GIRL WHO LOST HER HOPE
SPLASHES MAKE HOLES IN THE BODY OF THE EARTH
PAY FOR INSPIRATION IN YOUR BLOODSTAINED FIST
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO LEAVE?
WHAT YOU NEED RIGHT NOW?
ALWAYS ATTEMPT TO THINK ABOUT IT
ALWAYS KEEPS YOU FROM THINKING THAT IF LOST
IN THE WOODS, THE TREES WILL BE A SILENT GHOST
YOU MUST BE AN HONEST LIAR, YOU MUST BE CRUSHING HAIL
JUST WAIT UNTIL THE LAST WAVE CAUGHT BY THE BLUE WHALE
STAY
IT WILL TAKE MANY YEARS BEFORE WE WAKE UP
PRAY
BEFORE WE GET OUT OF THIS TRICKY TRAP
NO WAY
BUT THAT'S WHEN WE WILL BE ABLE TO BREATHE
WE'LL SEE A NEW FOUNTAIN OF WHALE FLYING OVER THE NESS
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019
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