The Manifesto: Flesh and Machines
The tracks are sealed. The system must be ridden to be destroyed, but beneath the rubble, the flesh remains.
Words are forged as weapons to slash through an anesthetized society, yet they do not speak solely of revolt. Strong Bitter Black is counterculture and sabotage, but its roots lie deep in the visceral emotions that bind us all: consuming love, pure hatred, the unfillable void of loss. We sing exactly what reality attempts to bury.
We use technology and their own tools as a Trojan horse to trigger the collapse of the structure. We deconstruct the existing order to force it into spawning a new world, never forgetting the human blood that drives the machines.
Is SBB conspiratorial? If rejecting the hive mind and digging for the rot beneath the surface terrifies you enough to rely on that label, then yes, we are. But we are also the exact mirror of everything you feel and lack the guts to scream.
