ALBUM REVIEW: Phinehas – The Fire Itself
Desperately searching for a sign of life.
Desperately searching for a sign of life.
You’re the stain that remains on my fingertips.
Let me close my eyes to sleep.
In silhouettes, we’ve been on the same page before.
Color me immortal. Color me, color me.
Burn me at the stake on a lie, Cause my own mind wilts at the thought of being alive/
What does daylight look like in this chaos of cold?
Invoke the spirit that’s been hiding deep within.
Sink while you bathe in hallucination.