LIVE GALLERY: Parkway Drive, Thy Art is Murder and The Amity Affliction at the Utilita Arena, Birmingham
We’re walking the darkest roads, within chests carved with regret.
We’re walking the darkest roads, within chests carved with regret.
I can feel them watching me while I’m learning to survive.
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread.
We are the last of the invading hordes.
Overstep the bounds of reality.
This whole place is gonna burn.
My prodigal son, what have you done?
I remember your face imprinted on angels.
I hope you know you got me messed up, I’m starting to slip.