Misery
Misery fucking loves me
and I love her so
She is the cold embrace of no escape
when I'm left alone
Misery fucking loves me
and I love her too
She is the dying breath of nothing left
that I've become accustomed to
London is The Reason
We are the rats and we run this town
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear, and we have no pity
We hate you, we hate this city
Every mistake you ever made
the bodies you thought would never need graves
They pave the gutters of London town
until the streets become a feeding ground
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear, and we have no pity
We hate you, we hate this city
Every mistake you ever made
the bodies you thought would never need graves
They pave the gutters of London town
until the streets become a feeding ground
Last time I was in North Carolina visiting some old friends, all of who are avid Hardcore and Metal fans, I was asked my opinion on who was spear heading the UK Hardcore scene at present. Without hesitation I answered Gallows, simply because both albums Gallows have released since their formation in 2005 have spewed all the energy, aggression and attitude that a decent Hardcore record requires.
Frank Carter, the short feisty red-head from Watford, has found a way to be elegantly brutal with his lyrics about love, pain and going out.