Every night is just the same
Neverending ritual
Prepare the oil, climb the stairs
Every night is just the same
Light leads the way
Through worm-filled mouths and empty stares
Through endless halls of repetition
The light leads the way
Every night is just the same
"It's all a dream, my friend"
That's what the hanged man said
Ashes spilling from his mouth
"It's all a dream and nothing matters"
Eyes...like worlds long dead, expired
A fistful of stars
Black phlegm spilling from his mouth
It's all a dream and nothing matters
Strike the match, light flickers
And trips along the skin
Burnt flesh ballerina, dances in the end again
Burn...lick the flame, absorb, devour
A fistful of stars
To burn it all away
supported by 7 fans who also own “Perpetual Self-Immolation”
I'm late to the party, but this is a beast of an album. Will be replaying this one a lot, and will get anything new from this group. Amazing from start to finish :) somethingsomething9
supported by 6 fans who also own “Perpetual Self-Immolation”
Heaviest thing I’ve heard all year along with Altarage. Okay I’ve been listening to this record for the past two weeks and it just gets better and better. Dissonant grooves galore Jacob Ballance