ALBUM REVIEW: Spirit of the Beehive – Entertainment, Death
With every decision phased and finalized, I keep descending,
And no one remembers my face, my name.
With every decision phased and finalized, I keep descending,
And no one remembers my face, my name.
If not now, then when?
It’s time to be the change you want to witness.
Shed your modesty.
Blood starved machine in a feeding frenzy.
I know where I’m going; it’s black country out there.
There is beauty in tragedy.
The wretched abyss that was once my home.