It only takes me a momentary lapse of time
to intertwine and overwhelm myself again.
And I lost faith in stability
trying to mend these wounds
feels exactly like throwing stones into the river
Trying to skip to the other side
But the weight is overbearing
My lack of poise and composure
Forces me to the floor.
I feel filthy.
Drudging through the mud.
Buried with the worms
I hope to overcome
These wounds will never heal.
I wish that I was too numb to feel them.
Instead I fixate my eyes on the ceiling.
And sink.
I begged for death.
But there's no release.
Consumed.
I will never bloom
Like the lotus
My heads underwater
I see the surface
I feel the suns bliss
But I still sink.
I still hope that I can
Sew my wounds shut
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I thought this was ridiculous but the Mark Cooper cover kept bringing me back. I learned to appreciate slam more and one day this just clicked. Even the drum machine and parody vocals somehow make sense now, and the guitar sounds terrific. Pure insanity. Alien slam. Metallurgical Fire
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