Crushed by the weight of failure, spiraling into the depths of despair. Dejected and detached, I've collapsed. I no longer find strength within myself. Hollow, void of any compassion I remain isolated descending further into madness. Clandestine convocations of the harlot and the swine. Charlatan, thief, and liar. Self-centered, self-absorbed. I see the gnarled, twisted root of all your evil. Feel my pain, feel complete emptiness. The chasms of my mind, the hell where I reside. Know my loss, know true sorrow, where every fault is my own creation. Abandoned, alone, and unloved left to shoulder the weight on my own and salvage remnants from the broken trust. But I refuse to be replaced I refuse to be forsaken. And though you've severed ties and walked away from everything, you haven't seen the last of me. I see the pain in your eyes, I see the hatred that you hide behind, and where your affection lies. Your words defy your heart, but I forgive you for everything that you've done to me, and the person you've become, a mere shell of who I loved. Feel my pain, feel complete emptiness. the chasms of my mind, the hell where I reside. Know my loss, know true sorrow where every fault is my own creation.
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Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024
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