I'm giving up...
I'm tired, I'm over.
I'm letting go of my balance.
Drag your feet across the sand...
there is no end.
Kill yourself, maybe then you'll rest.
I'm giving up...
I'm tired, I'm over.
I'm letting go of my balance.
I leave my trust in the universe...
because this life is so rehersed
Look toward the shaded chasm.
Your weight shifts, your eyes widen.
Look toward the shaded cesspit.
No one will morn this shallow despot.
Shadow swallowed with slow dissension.
I make my peace with my extinction.
No embrace but a cold lonesome.
With contact, the shadow is painted with my blood.
I'm giving up...
I'm tired, I'm over.
I'm letting go of my balance.
Now consumed by the throat of the world,
I accept my fate as a fateless one.
My skin cant thicken because I'm a corpse's son.
Self inflicted pain took care of that one.
Getting swept up in the merciless undertow driving these all-consuming black-metal songs is half the fun. The other half is in the riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2019