They are watching your steps
Your attitude has been programmed
Your mind is not a mind
Vision fragmented
Conformism, apathy
There is no life in you, you are just existing
Satisfied with what is predictable
Desiring what is acceptable
You're running away from yourself
Renegade ideals
Cruel reality
Tired face and disfigured soul
Full of despair
Because you don't get to build
Your own destiny
Just satisfying expectations of others
Killing the present, waiting for the future
Decades of fight from the inside out
The last tears dropped
The last fists grounded
Decades of fight from the inside out
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024