Did you make yourself sick from that self-gratuitous faith in a sculpted monument made in the name of the sick. Come now, speak up. Your words have been slurred. You've been drinking for courage to mend those that you've hurt. Its that typical story of the sorrow filled drunk. Oh you're so misunderstood.
We stayed awake to listen to the house breathe.
Let your eyes adjust, dear. When were you ever honest with yourself? I know how weak you must feel, you're so short of breath. When was the last time you were honest with yourself?
When we woke from that fever our legs were tangled and our hearts both beat in regret. And I watched you whisper softly,
"When was the last time you were honest with yourself?"
Burn down the house with that false sense of promise.
We'll drown out her screams with hushed words of solace.
I won't live in the humility of my errors anymore.
We'll rush down the steps leaving all this behind us.
We'll drown out her screams with hushed words of solace and you know we'll never live this down.
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