Wandering through the blackest
Harboring the pain
Never is there
Anything but rain
I am the walker
Of the nether worlds
Punished and tormented
Open sores
I am forever
Torn apart
I am a fictional
Work of depressing art
When this is all over, I will be sure to let you know what pain really is.
Loss, misplacement.
Hatred of oneself.
Sickening nightmares, in broad daylight.
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