ALBUM REVIEW: Windwaker — Love Language
I’m lit up by the symptoms of reality, all that’s inside of me.
I’m lit up by the symptoms of reality, all that’s inside of me.
Would you invite me in again? Let me pay for my arrogance.
Carried through the gates, I will avenge my name.
No martyrs, no casualties. Only necessary death.
You jump the rhythmic gash like it’s morse code.
I wanna burn it all down, could I borrow a light?
Praising the sun as the fire burns our skin.
When I’m gone, will you remember how December got colder, the moment I let you down?”
Scorned by the blaze of death, to drift is to stumble, to stumble is to fall.