silence is violence, time its thorn
hope another transient ghost to mourn
pounding clocks of flesh, ticking, fading
bells ringing jaded, turning to stone
fueled by melancholy, sleepless, deprived
resigned slavery to the inertia that binds
dreading the unspoken, cyst of the mind
to grow hardened, painless, rusting inside
eyes turned inwards, force-fed the tragic sight
of decaying innards, meet silent apathy and blight
frothing denial brewing within
kindness and empathy corrupted by need
vile, livid mouths spew the tragic seethe
twisted morphing from angels into succubi
soulless is the vortex of kinship and pain
voiding all senses, hooks and cages in their stead
contorting reality, wrecked bodies marching on
nemesis-wed, in sickness and health
we are led to the grave and beyond
Spun it about 5 times over the past weekend, in a sea of overbearing DM this demo hits hard with those blasts that groove along with the pummel of the riff, and solos and synths that take you somewhere else, better than the record versions imo. bacon_cakez