
The Curtain Falls
by In Blood We Trust· from Curb Games - Revisited
I can see them coming, black hair cute girlie face, I grant you my disrespect, erase your disgraced face, who the fuck do you think you are, where's your respect - where's your dedication, what the fuck do you think you stand for, this time I won't forgive! I'm sick and tired of your cheap talk, shove your scenepoints down your throat, suffocation - the end of the clones, the curtain falls...the curtain finally falls, it's time to disinfest our scene from this plague, banish their believes of hardcore these days, build upon empty phrases, you better face the facts, a true heart sees through all fakes, this complete farce is over, I'll bet you won't survive our evolution, as a part of the non-existing scene, one day you choke on the bullshit lies you swallow everyday and no one will fuckin care...to us you're dead.