I'm told that you are making plans to end it
Like pressed knuckles on the floor, you hold this body
A body of want, a body of pain. You bask alone
In solitude, you realize you won't make it through
I'm told you're never seen. (You're) making distances
Why?
You're not alone
But you don't have me
To take this out on
Can't take this build up anymore
The weight is pressing
The weight of the world, the weight of your life
It's time to end
When promising yourself you won't give in
So you chose to take your life
You felt this far too long
Please
Say it aint so
That you're still here
We can forget all of this
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023