I need you like salt on the wound
when the trauma and the shame unfolds upon heavy wings
with the distance and separation of long past highways
I'd die for those words, dear
when you said you'd be there
I want those roads again
I want that youth to stay
I want our dreams to come true
but only these cold hands have found me at the far end of this bitter noose
just destined to lose
a bound and broken man
strangled by the loss of each fucking day without you
losing friends
losing myself
losing it all
and still you just don't fucking care
say it
those words I want to hear
you're relieved and you never fucking wanted this anyway
tell me...
and just fucking walk away
Yeah man. This is golden as Fuck.
I love the creativity and eclectic atmosphere of this band.
Listen to this 24 hours long. Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020
A fantastic debut showing from Baltimore metal band Born of Plagues, uniting post-metal's expansive textures with sludge's almighty muck. Bandcamp New & Notable May 19, 2021