ALBUM REVIEW: Dreamwake – The Lost Years
Hold the weight of my mistakes and take my hand.
Hold the weight of my mistakes and take my hand.
Sawed off, there’s 1,000 ways to bleed.
My blood, my flesh, my corpse.
What will they say in the face of Armageddon?
Don’t let them question your love.
Surreptitious shame runs through these veins.
Drink from the fund of the future.
Take my chances, it’s killing me inside
Conspire to find the ending of me.