Wither over time erasing traces of damaged pasts eliminating everything. Carving deeper, stretched to the brim of splintered openings, exposed thoughts spill onto the canvas. Painting a blur with blood stained ink pouring out of my veins I feel enlightened to feel pain. In my heart I feel off time beats patterns unfamiliar to me, subconsciously aware but not alarmed or frightened. Inviting sounds escape my chest as my wonder grows greater the air gets thicker. I can't help but think that the warmth I'm feeling is my soul depleting. I see now as I burst back into reality, my blood splattered across the room covering every inch of space in thick shades of abstract red. My visions blurred my tongue is numb the whites of my eyes now block out my sight. I'm panicked, panting exhausted from the fight. I'm dying, losing the battle for my life, as I fade back into my trance I see the silhouette of the one held responsible. (The one held responsible.) In my heart I feel off time beats patterns unfamiliar to me, subconsciously aware but not alarmed or frightened, inviting sounds escape my chest as my wonder grows greater the air gets thicker. I can't help but think that the warmth I'm feeling is my soul depleting. I may be down facing my nightmares I won't rest till my body is broken. I won't quit till I'm dead I won't I won't I won't quit. All I can see Is a reflection of me.
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Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner