The feeling inside
The coldness I feel
The feet on my chest
The avoidance to heal
My own lack of feelings
My own lack of warmth
My own feet are heavy
My own joy to harm
Gutwrenching
Acid reflux
Selfhate
Punching the mirror
As I betray my own image
As I hallucinate reality
As I, the horizon is pitch black
As a sudden death in the family
For the angels above
And the devils below
You reap, you harvest
What you sow
For the eternity of time
For the shortness of light
For the echoes that rings
For whats out of sight
And now and forever
The earth spins round
And the space is endless
Without a sound
Here and now I float
I hereby am
I am but nothing
Nothing but a man
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