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Gatefold LP 12" 140 gr. with printed inner inside.
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CD Jewelcase Special Edition (limited to 500)
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• Azabache LP (2021) 12" 140 gr. Splatter Edition
• Yo soy el mar LP (2018) 12" 140 gr. Transparent Marbled Green & Black Special Edition
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T-Shirt Gildan Heavy Cotton
Illustration by Mario C. Vaises (Svdestada's vocalist)
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Black Gildan Heavy Cotton T-Shirt
Svdestada Azabache Grey Logo
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lyrics
Hoy quiero rendirme, dejar de nadar, ahogarme en un vaso y decirte que fue en el mar. Cualquier cosa que te escriba hace herida y sabe a sal; tal vez sea porque no puedo dejar de llorar lágrimas de náufrago, que acaban en el arrabal de mi boca y se desbordan, bautizando cuanto diga en este culto a la derrota. Hoy no me siento capaz de sacar del barro nada que recuerde en algo a una persona. No hay talento en mis manos para retenerte más. ¿Cómo ser mi mejor obra?, la que resista esa mirada, si yo no tengo nada... Vuelvo a los restos de un verso de ayer, a vestir de luto el blanco del papel.
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Surrender
Today I want to surrender, to stop swimming, to drown myself in my glass and tell you that it was the sea. Whatever I write about you hurts and tastes like salt; maybe it's because I can't stop crying my castaway tears that still pool in the suburbs of my mouth and overflow, baptizing everything I say in this cult of defeat. Today I don’t feel capable of getting anything out of the mud that reminds a person. There is no talent in my hands to hold you prisoner anymore. How could I be the masterpiece?, the icon that holds your gaze. If I have nothing... I go back to the leftovers of a yesterday’s verse, to dress in mourning the papers all white.
Every once in a while there’s a band that comes along and ignites a muted flame that has been numbed by this wicked system of thieves.
Makes me wish I was still in crust band, screaming at the kids.
No surrender surrender. No surrender in sight. shawnslaught
Vicious, sharp album that pounds you down with it's million accurate knife stabs. It packs such unexplained concentrated heaviness inside that it's not even funny. This record will swipe your smile off and take the command inside your brains. Unique and marvelous record that is hard to unwrap. It just works perfectly. 𝙅𝙤𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018