Revolving doors in perpetual motion
Inside my head no-one can stop the spin
Disintegration of interior structures
My mind feels like nothing can let it in
Serpentine voices rising up from the deep
Its comes to me - echoing in my sleep
Defenceless - mind - slowly - breaking
Fortifications failing, he can smell my vulnerabilities
Inching closer, ever closer from behind the door
If I open it he’ll be waiting there
With intentions of severing grandeur
My bodies stalled - rational thoughts are lost
Whats driving my hand and at what cost?
The handle turns and I cannot stop myself
The breath of the devil billowing down my neck
My subconscious screams dont let him in
His power strong, my will worn thin
Propulsion of light, a violent fury
Encapsulating me but blinding its not
Peering clearly at the face of the light
Completely distorted, though a halcyon of might
Gripped with fear not felt in the mortal coil
Strangling my mind, every sense spoiled
Disturbed - shaken - core stripped back
Darkness - swallowed - by a shimmering death
I become awake but wallow in lingering fear
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Jamais déçu, c'est encore du bon, du lourd, du technique...
Le chant est toujours en retrait, mêlé au guitares sur-sollicitées, enivrantes et survoltées, s'entremêlant en envolées alambiquées ou lourdeurs pesantes, batterie en mode 12.7 à canon froid-constant (comprenne qui pourra 😂)... Bref... Rien à jeter, ceci est un bijou du début à la fin, qui arrive presque trop vite... Du moins, quand on est attentif, chapitre après chapitre, tranquille. Sinon en résumé : énergisant !! 🤘😂🤘 EklektikTrip
supported by 54 fans who also own “Serpentine Echoes”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant