Oceans of pity. Feeling bereft. Stripped of all confidence until there's nothing left. Dragged down by the weight of regret - My life fixed on a negative mindset. Nothing to offer, nothing to lose - Headed down, I hear their call. Bathed in these snakes, I feel my skin crawl. An ugly voice rears its head -This is my final breath. Erudite. Arrogant - the final fate of all mankind. Erudite. Arrogant - An elevated bastard son. We're all bastard sons... Cursed blackened sun. Elusive light. I call out, searching blind - A plea heard by nothing and no-one. Unrepentant, I feel my way. It's safe to say, I die every day. Wallow in pity, drown in despair. My head down, I feel my way searching for hope that's never been there... The sun isn't setting. All that remains of me isn't worth saving... No hope. No harm.
credits
from EP,
released July 18, 2016
Recorded by Dan Couch
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