This song is taken from HOLLOW SONS' debut EP "Thirst" on Acuity.Music. Check www.acuitymusic.com for more info. 

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WORDS ONLY
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conquering apathy, stagnation and agony
through a quest 
for personal growth and overarching sagacity.
adapt to belong
how you look, the way you act,
words that have been thought and said.
conquering joy, variety and vitality
through a quest 
for an atmosphere of anxiety.
tedious lines
cheap entertainment
spoon-fed lies.
hollywood masquerade
refulgence blinds
uninspired 
by unsubstantial minds
creater, you stand alone
imbued with scapegoat ideas,
frozen to the bone
tedious lines
cheap entertainment
spoon-fed lies.
conquering apathy and agony
through a quest 
for personal growth and a piece of sanity.

Obsessed with everything that is creative, provoking, meaningful and unique. Clone mentality, idolism, consumerism and violence don’t fit into that context. How you lead your life doesn’t fit into that context. How am I supposed to identify with a generation whose existence is based on impoverishment of mind? How am I supposed to identify with how I perceive the current state of European hardcore? (Do I even need to? Solitude never felt that good!)
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Recorded and Mixed by Aljoscha Sieg.
Drums recorded by Alex Gavazzi.
Guitar Reamping by Greg Tomao.
Mastering by Brian Hood. 

HOLLOW SONS - "Words Only"

This song is taken from HOLLOW SONS' debut EP "Thirst" on Acuity.Music. Check www.acuitymusic.com for more info.

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Humanity is felted with greed and envy. We thirst for mastery, abundance and territory. We barter our souls, bargain with dissolution and pay with spite. Everything precious is up for sale, turning appreciation into worthlessness.

Our existence is driven by lust and appetite. We stumble from one allure to the next, supressing all mercy and affection and blanking out the all-embracing sorrow around us.

Life becomes mechanic and unsubstantial. An unfeeling gathering of lost spirits. Neither able nor willing to escape this trap.

We are the death of faith. We are the abysmal void. We are the end of all. We are HOLLOW SONS.

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