From where I come there is no rest
Whatever you’re doing,
The only thing that you could find
It’s paranoid.
Every time you walk, you better look over your shoulder,
and count your fingers after handshake.
The faith is worthless today and for us!
When the gun’s in your mouth but the trigger is rusted,
the rules are clear: you just can’t escape from here.
A symphony of alchol and drugs.
In every corner of our mind, there is just today.
Just today.
It’s just for the borness you know: sped, cost, cash, hash;
no coming back, just like all the rest.
Heavy breathed the faith, fuck it won’t change.
So let’s just blow out your mind,
in this black hole that we are all so used to call “life”.
Heavy stuff as you can see,
nothing best for bleeding me.
Nothing worst for you and me.
No one cares over the sunglasses,
that blind creatures use for camouflage.
Short lifes that easily comes to and end,
these blasted lands won’t forgive you any sins.
But you see, no one ever seems to cry,
and maybe, you can even guess Y.
Midwestern prog-metal stalwarts go for the throat on their new EP, featuring a roiling cover of the Smashing Pumpkins' “1979.” Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 7, 2019