A Thousand cries
Covered with one big Lie
Do you feel superior
A Master of all kinds
We claim to be running this land
But we only spread the plague
Of mass-murder by human hand
Forget that there are so much more at stake
Can you look them in the eye
before they’re crushed at production line
do you bother that they are slaughtered day by day
How will you justify your claim on their fate
With their ranks decimated at this rate
I see no difference, hand or paw, palm or claw
Compassion is a virtue, and not the one for show
There is no difference, hand or paw,
I Claim Justice for us all
supported by 11 fans who also own “Master of All Kinds”
I'm just in love with this band and finding a favourite track is difficult for me. I just know buying the repress once i saw the message pop up that they were available was an easy choice. James Ferguson
supported by 11 fans who also own “Master of All Kinds”
Six minutes of beautifully raw melodic hardcore; but that’s all that’s needed to work its effect. An emotional freight-train, it’s imbued with an authentic sense of loss and sadness, which will remind you how to feel again. Tristan