ALBUM REVIEW: MØL – DREAMCRUSH
Loosen the grip of these spectral hands.
Loosen the grip of these spectral hands.
If you don’t believe in empathy, try to figure it out.
Don’t let them question your love.
Why don’t you oppose this crime, your silence is consent.
Rattling voices linger in the haze, erstwhile bright flames now dimmed and cold.
In search of the triumph beyond obsidian euphoria.
Once, the ground was opening up like a rift in the world.