Respect is Lost on the Foolish (single)

by Cruciclit

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Cruciclit’s single “Respect is Lost on the Foolish” is a blistering analysis of modern culture, and the global political climate as a whole. With anthemic hardcore guitar parts, crushing drums, thumping bass, and Chris Balberchak’s signature howl, it is the familiar Cruciclit sound, but with a very political edge. This is going to be featured on their upcoming EP: “ RESIST THE REICH”, being released through HGPD Promotions with KYS Records and Production, alongside 6 other tracks of sonic destruction ranging from sludge to grindcore and everything in between.
Also featured is a bonus track:
KVN’s live remix of “ ...and she wanted a closed casket” which is the only time the song would ever be played in a live setting. Enjoy.

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released February 22, 2017

Production, Art Direction, Digital Manipulation, Marketing, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering, Guitar, Bass, and Drum Programming-KVN Minor
Lyrics, Vocals, and Co-Production-Chris Balberchak

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Cruciclit Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

We play loud music and hate fascism.

Sludge Metal
Hardcore Punk

Kevin Minor
Chris Balberchak
John Dzwonek

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Track Name: Respect is Lost on The Foolish
Judge me by the color of my skin,
Where does the line between fool and bigot begin?
Using Trump as a fascist tool,
To hide the fact that you're a fucking fool.
Judge me by the color of my skin,
Where does the line between fool and bigot begin?
Using Trump as a fascist tool,
To hide the fact that you're a fucking tool.

(CHORUS)
Show some respect, turn and walk away,
I promise that your life isn't worth the hate you say,
Burn all the bigots, bleed em all like pigs,
Topple all the corporations burn the oil rigs.


Broken, battered, shattered bones,
Manic breakdowns, empty homes,
Living deep in a fabricated dome,
The walking dead, the living clones.
Broken, battered, shattered bones,
Manic breakdowns, empty homes,
Living deep in a fabricated dome,
The walking dead, the living clones.


(CHORUS)
Show some respect, turn and walk away,
I promise that your life isn't worth the hate you say,
Burn all the bigots, bleed em all like pigs,
Topple all the corporations burn the oil rigs.

My self destruction, your fucking greed,
You'll find a way to blame it all on me,
Your self-righteousness, I have no pity,
If you want to get through, it'll be through me.
Who are you to tell me who I should be?
Can't fix my head with your brutality.

Breaking the rope from our necks we gasp for precious air,
We see the evil in this world, but we cannot dare to speak up, and be righteous for the fear of death,
You'll never take my voice, you cannot stop my breath.

(CHORUS)
Show some respect, turn and walk away,
I promise that your life isn't worth the hate you say,
Burn all the bigots, bleed em all like pigs,
Topple all the corporations burn the oil rigs.