I am a little embarrassed to even review these guys. Horrible wannabes they are. Strained, pseudo-death/punk-ish vocals, horribly uninspired guitar and drum work–sounds more like a high school mock-metal band than a ‘real’ metalcore or whatever type of band they call themselves–and absolutely stinking lyrics. Butterfly kisses? Come on! I want to hear the vocalist spew that one out 10 times in his best death metal growl and be taken seriously. I guess these guys are aiming at an audience that knows nothing about real metal, hardcore, death metal, thrash, punk, or any other kind of legitimate music besides emo-screamo.
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