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Ouroboros
07:51
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2. |
Submerged
06:05
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Give me sunlight
I want summer to return
Let me rest by the stream
Let me dream of love
Take away the memories
That are following my footsteps
Can I breathe again?
Can I see the sky?
Iβm leaving this town today
and Iβll burn every bridge in my path.
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Red Level
04:55
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Shallow slumber bringing forth
Memories of a place I wish to never return;
The longest hallways with locked doors
No one looks at me as Iβm led to the end.
My path of regrets, I always lose my way
Trying to find the other side, between life or death.
I let you in, you spat me out.
The light is gone from my drowsy eyes.
Claw at my skin, I love the sound
Of the high flooding my veins, clouding my conscience.
Meet me at red level,
Wake me from the nightmare
That my life has become.
Thereβs a pit inside of me, festering into cold.
The hair stands on my arms, even when the air is dead.
Show me what it means to be gone.
I let you in, you spat me out.
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4. |
Choke
04:20
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I bite my tongue until blood drips down my chin,
gritting down on the rage that fills my being.
I always catch myself becoming so choked up
in these moments of distress, when I must face the end.
The bliss was never real,
the rush was only temporary,
leaving me burnt out and cold.
Isolate me from this life that part of me seeks to destroy.
I always catch myself reaching out to covet
that which I shall never achieve; the humanity in me is gone.
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Strangers
08:43
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This damned cold city, see how the stars burn out
above the blur of street lights; my home is no longer yours.
I banished my desires for the taste of smoke
on a strangerβs broken lips, making my throat grow sore.
I have become your sickness; I am what you chose to deny.
When you see me walking alone, down this road we once tread along,
remember my heart is drained; I can no longer be recognized.
You wished for me to die, so I died a thousand times.
Stand by and watch as the world swallows me whole.
Oh, how I dread the sound of nobody coming back.
I have become the curse; I am the venom that yearns
to course throughout your veins; terminal, unable to cure.
You gave me your world, so I gave you my wounds.
Now taste the agony that I feel, carry on my burden forever.
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πππ Richmond, Virginia
tel (ΧͺΧ) - a Hebrew word meaning mound, heap, hill or ruin
(2016 - 2023)
We were here, we did what we could, then we were gone. WIDOWER is our final farewell.
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