A burden, upon me.
This life is empty, of what I believed in.
I’ve been discouraged,
for every action, for every meaning.
This failure, That I’m feeling.
Has become the cost of living.
My body's a prison.
My mind is in a cage.
Diluted by this life.
I live ashamed.
I force myself, through a world, that i can’t understand or comprehend.
I will leave myself buried six feet beneath the sand.
My body's a prison.
My mind is in a cage.
Diluted by this life.
I live ashamed.
I’ve been enslave.
By the promises, I cannot contain.
Without contentment, a life of resentment.
I start to crawl. I fight to live.
And in my dying breath.
I know I’ve tried my best.
You can’t force me to live like this, I won’t let this be dismissed.
A burden, upon me.
This life is empty, of what I believed in.
I’ve been discouraged,
for every action, for every meaning.
This failure, That I’m feeling.
Has become the cost of living.
This is the final stand, this is where it all ends.
This is all I have left to give. I can’t find my way out.
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego