lost in a present that never stops passing
we are fed to the flames of dawns wrath
rising from the soil and escaping from death
shedding from the skin I wear
20 years of entrapment is too long in the grave
I must review the choices that were made
20 years. 20 Fucking years
I must review the choices that were made
existence consumes all that I am
nothing drives my soul
i must get rid of what was cast, strip the burdens from my back
i cant breathe
Suddenly, im devoid of humanity
20 years of entrapment
a silence that I struggle to explain
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024