If I gasped for air would you bring me to shore
If I asked you would you breathe for me once more
Could you stand by me and mend what was torn
Or have you left me beaten and broken to mourn
The air that I breathe is nothing more than the salt of the sea
Bitter and bleak the taste of entropy
Draining lungs and burning blood
Fleeing thoughts of memories
Raught with the way things were promised to be
The shallows of my heart give way to the depths of despair
The undertow of deceit has left me alone with this current of disrepair
Tongue has turned to sand
Words dissipate embathed in deep blue
Within restless waves my body is imbued
Collating my essence in the darkest hues
If gasped for air would you bring me to shore
If I asked you would you breathe for me once more
Malcontent spreads the vastness of this ocean
Could you stand by me and mend what was torn
Or have you left me beaten and broken to mourn
Broken to mourn
Writhing tides paint the shoreline black
Corporeal motions like weighted hands push me back
Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022