yo, here's some sweet pics from the bring back hardcore pride gigs yesterday. they were taken by the talented Grace Gunawan. check it out.
can't touch this.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Trap Them - Sleepwell Deconstructor
Hard dripping and dirty, skull-crushing riffs and mammoth distortions. Trap Them has risen from the darkest abyss of their world to destroy the world with its inhabitants. This record sets a standard to fulfill the hunger of high quality hardcore/punk infused grinding and metal touch, with heavy social/political issues to address. Trap Them is uncompromising, vicious like a wolf.
For Fans of Converge, Entombed, Slayer, Nasum.
DOWNLOAD LINK
For Fans of Converge, Entombed, Slayer, Nasum.
DOWNLOAD LINK
Thursday, October 25, 2007
25/10/07
once I remember this night
the wild ride, the bearer
confusion in the world
in what we see through jaded eyes
years went off
they cast off like a wind
dust rolls in and make our visions blurred
it's like we're losing our touch
not knowing where to go or where to stand
even the coldest steel could rust in time
they say "live fast, die young"
traitor to their own hearts
a new page of disease
this drug we call image
the wild ride, the bearer
confusion in the world
in what we see through jaded eyes
years went off
they cast off like a wind
dust rolls in and make our visions blurred
it's like we're losing our touch
not knowing where to go or where to stand
even the coldest steel could rust in time
they say "live fast, die young"
traitor to their own hearts
a new page of disease
this drug we call image
Friday, October 19, 2007
19/10/07
can't close these eyes
all I see is frailty
looks like it rains
again...
and
again...
24/7 total annihilation
the world, my room, same old bullshit
counting sheeps just to survive
waiting for a letter that never came
an open book with lack of response
it's just another ordinary day, really...
all I see is frailty
looks like it rains
again...
and
again...
24/7 total annihilation
the world, my room, same old bullshit
counting sheeps just to survive
waiting for a letter that never came
an open book with lack of response
it's just another ordinary day, really...
Friday, October 5, 2007
the most.
sunshine can goes darker by time
incapable of saying words of the wise
like humble, righteous or maybe sincerity
clouded in our heads, the distance we've travelled
forcing us to reflect one thing in life
where we ain't find a sure shot to pour on
pencils and papers, they can't be overlooked
"revolutions will not be posted on ebay"
they will be generated if we have our willingness
to re-build what's left on us
the daily grind, things that bind us
inseparable, unbreakable, our weapons
even if this world could never comprehend
I will still try to stand on these two feet
searching for the higher learning
the most
incapable of saying words of the wise
like humble, righteous or maybe sincerity
clouded in our heads, the distance we've travelled
forcing us to reflect one thing in life
where we ain't find a sure shot to pour on
pencils and papers, they can't be overlooked
"revolutions will not be posted on ebay"
they will be generated if we have our willingness
to re-build what's left on us
the daily grind, things that bind us
inseparable, unbreakable, our weapons
even if this world could never comprehend
I will still try to stand on these two feet
searching for the higher learning
the most
nature of the beast.
surveillance.

This is the first drawing ever (since my last stroke for about a while ago).
Well, actually shit came up after I read lots of tales about the realm of secret society and what they plan to overthrow the civilization and replace it with theirs. It really creeps me the fuck out and then there was this strong image hit up in my head...the result as you can see on the drawing, double triangle shape and dripping blood, plus that half sphere represents the decadence of the world. last but not least, two sharp and pointed lines that form a coalition of death..fuck, I know this might sounds pretty bullshit but I know it's the worst nightmare you could have imagined. behold yourself, kiddo.
xx
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