I see your eyes peeking
I feel the sense of discomfort
I am a hangnail for you
treating others like shit
I don't know why you learned to poison that spit
ist it that your social aspect switches from sociable to anger
your tongue is not armed with words that leave any impression
your form of pushing is putting stupidly in your life
you label me as nothing you label me as waste
drown me in filth it's my way I choose to be
human forms will be going through a mental hell
15 million people tormented each year
mankind has pushed himself into a very sick position
and recognize that he is the humanity that must be erudited
to see how it feels to be
this life took a toll on my soul
to see how it feels to be
I own the world
to see how it feels to be
this life took a toll on me
to see how it feels to be
I own the world
nothing, but there is nothing that gives me believe in hope
15 million people tormented each year
mankind has pushed himself into a very sick position
and recognize that he is the humanity that must be erudited
old glory is fascism
same old shit, bored to death
come to the point if somebody cares
you got a voice, make sure it's gonna be heard
non-glory ways to believe and create
I thought you had your turn now you recycled trash
I will not build my life on your demands cause
you got a voice, make sure it's gonna be heard
non-glory ways to believe and create
old glory is fascism
frozen, an everlasting face
traumatized, immune to any rage
warhead, waits to even score
for now, torture him some more
torture me some more
forget, it wont make him forgive
a B52, waiting for it's shift
infested, non erasable
revenge of a tortured soul
Released in 2000 as a one time pressing of 1000 copies, all on black vinyl.
Tracks 1-5 = My Minds Mine
Rosco - Lung
Ype - Tempo
Rooth - Distortion/Throat
Shanita - More Distortion
Recorded January 1, 2000 & mixed February 19, 2000 @ Landscape by Jan Switters and My Minds Mine. Mastered February 25, 2000 @ Sing Sing. Music written by My Minds Mine, lyrics written by Rosco & Rooth except #5 music & lyrics by Klaas Jansma ('94).
A refined, yet unpredictable vision of metallic hardcore from Atlanta's Hubris Cannon, featuring elements of grind, sludge, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2022