Picking myself up again
Rising each and every day with the morning sun
The constant regret, the mourning
Healing the wounds beneath my skin.
I'll recover.
Living this life a day to day
The constant repeating
Pulling myself apart again
Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
Cut the ties, from the lines
That attach me to the anchors
down around my feet.
Who was I before? Who was I before?
Detach: break free (x4)
Listen, just this once, it's all I need
May my words be the guidance that you seek
For the first time I'm finding meaning in the words I speak.
May my words be the light that guides you through the darkness in the night.
For the first time, I have found my true purpose
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023