Under the sun
There's a billion burning lives
Under threat, under pressure internally
By the thoughts of shame and regret
Yet they push on until the sun sets
Under the moon
There's a billion chilling souls
freezing in agony
hopeful for the sunrise
Despite distaste, all noses to grindstone
Headstrong, yet we still bemoan
In a single file line waiting for death
Condemning ourselves
To this hivemind sequencing
One day at a time, counting down the hours til we reprise
Forever selling our age for the optimal wage
What is your life worth in gold?
What is the cost of your own soul?
A vicious cycle on repeat
Condemning ourselves
To this hivemind sequencing
What is your life worth in gold?
What is the cost of your soul?
In quiescence we ponder
the nature of living
This state of being
Locking ourselves away
Confined in disarray
Yet advocate the notion of freedom
There's a billion burning lives begging for more
There's a billion chilling souls begging for warmth
What is your life worth in gold?
What is the cost of your soul?
supported by 26 fans who also own “The Notion of Freedom”
Unbelieveable how these guys grew so big so quick, you think? Think further I say and bang my head off to their crushingly heavy brand of symphonic deathcore. And they deliver this live as well and hopefully are going to wreck metal venues near you soon - and ruin your neck oc. They earned everything they got. mourner
supported by 23 fans who also own “The Notion of Freedom”
I am more a melodeath guy than deathcore, but I enjoy all the symphonic elements or rythym changes. This album is a BLAST omg my neck hurt, so much headbang🤘🤘 olive855