I cannot disjoin the lucid from the unsystematic cognitions
I lie trapped outside, forced to spectate my very own existence
And somehow at the same time locked inside and intertwined
Pieces that will not fit together
Forced into place they bow then break
Spiraling waves of confusion
Purity and pollution
Clarity and delusion
Interaction and seclusion
Hunted like a witch by the tireless hounds of a faceless parasite
The cold sour moon gives up its seat to the suffocating sunlight
I try not to breathe as I hide beneath the bleeding, crawling ground
I can smell their breath, I can feel their eyes, I am so close to being found
Pieces that will not fit together
It was dark when I fell apart
I walk in between what is real and what is a dream
It was dark when I fell apart
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never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024