Your voice feels like cardiac arrest
System shock; overload
Your words grab me by the shirt
Lifts me up; magic force
Youre always there through the worst
In my dreams; i strain to hear
I listen out..
November hangs me again
30 days of hell
Im tied to the gray in these skies
Chains made of remembrance
Solitude is what i find.
The worst always comes
with the cold
Please show up..
Melt this world
New song, along with the previous journal. Were going to be experimenting with genre shifts. Starting out in our blues style and shifting to black metal. Should be werid. Might be good.
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