Asking for help in a hopeless place, digging at my flesh like a psychopath with an axe. I’m bringing pressure to my brain, Running the same race always in the last place , with a crooked smile in my face, I refuse to be another puppet in a man showcase, no need to fear my death(x2), it’s a thing that will come one day (x2), it will come one day. I am a schizophrenic growing dull, and gray being mad to the edge of his madness.
I feel the Pain in order to break the chain of hatred, in order to break the chain of hatred. Because my heart is crushed, i’ve lost all trust in myself, the shadows in my room are eating me alive, constant pressure in my brain it’s making me sick, it’s making me go insane. I swing but i miss every time, i walk but every time i fall, i can’t escape this pain, i can’t escape my fate, to combat the rotting in my flesh, i can't feel anything pass this broken bones,i’m dead alone in my head, blasting my ears with death wish words, i think lost my head
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