stare at a wall
torn wrists, postcards pinned of
anywhere else i’d rather be
stuck in these cages
life’s not worth living
sick and stagnant
count down the minutes
wake up and start over again
a stack of books waits to be touched
give back my time
dream of where the days are longer
i’ve been wasted
i’ve grown older
when the times comes
comes to die
find me down stream
creek runs high
move my feet one at a time
move my feet
i’ll be alright
wither away, stuck in the machine, try to hide the pain
faces on a wall, remnants of life frozen
ignore all that i am
serve myself delusions of wealth, false hope
jump off the cliff
don’t look down
hold on
it wont be long
six feet underground
lay in a dark room
clenched fists turn blue
breathe through raw throat
gasp air
tortured soul brought to knees
forced smile, blank stare
trapped in hell
tortured soul brought to knees
forced smile, blank stare
trapped in corporate hell
one day i’ll look up and
it’ll all be gone, it’ll all be wrong
the divide between what’s needed and what’s easy
don’t give into inevitability
When it comes to the "atmosphere" in "atmospheric black metal", this release probably succeeds the most in making me feel like i exist within this universe of music. domfabio