conception of the child of the future
A WORM of great power and strength
from your lips to the ground it descends
delivering its master THE BRAIN
the larvae inside you, it pulsates
septic insides, ectopical states
it lives off your sin and your fear
as it prepares for its UNHOLY BIRTH
suffer for your child...
you can smell it on your breath
foetus of the future...
bringer of the death
catch hot sleep
in the sweat of a nuclear sun...
the beginnings inside you
of the END to COME
give birth to the child of the future
A WORM of great power and strength
from your lips to the ground it descends
delivering its master THE BLOOD
OF YOUR OWN MORTAL ENEMY
Truly a record that never gets old. Quite the opposite, it ages so well I finally decided to purchase it. Can't get enough of that piercing noise that runs wild start to finish, uninterrupted. grysom
Showed the live version of "notha thang" to my mom and she wasn't too happy about it. I could tell that by the way she had a vacant look on her face. BPad
Balancing hooks and abrasion, the debut from Berlin punks Rouge features springy synths, snappy percussion, and insouciant vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2022