i know that you are not perfect
and i have to finish you
i shouldn't have given you feelings
non till you can under stand them
but i needed love
i was so alone
distant pictures grow dim in the cold night
i remember writing tristful poems on walls
those words were not washed away by heavy rain
but a heavier regime that put us back to sleep
with our dangerous idea of equality
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024