The years upon the water with no sound.
It's not the porch of spirits lingering,
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dispondency of day and night.
Of the wide water.
Of that wide water - inescapable.
In isolation of the sky.
It is the grave of where she lay.
Now bereft and longing so.
Abandoned on the ground,
to have the lost be found.
I lean to love, which leaves me lean till lean turns to lack.
When love like a frail shell lies broken that love must end.
It is the grave of where she lay,
now bereft and longing to travel where the sun has gone.
Thundering on the shore,
I shall not feel the rain, nor its nets of cold.
Abandoned on the ground,
to have the lost be found.
Scorching black metal from Houston, featuring members of Night Cobra, Oceans of Slumber, Venomous Maximus, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023