Serrated pavement; mentality changes
for preserve of life.
Lifeless acceptance of fear inside...
still, I surmise:
you wish for a dim-eyes demise of your mind.
traces of a life I could have had...
if servitude didn't pave the world.
Weary beyond identity, just walking bleeding meat.
Weary beyond identity...
Slowly I doubt
What they talk about
Am I just the mist on the mountain?
Clouds sewed shut with long intestines.
Doing right with terrifying intentions.
...So I sit back, and I watch, as servitude paves the world...
...So I sit back, as I watch it burn.
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