ALBUM REVIEW: Voivod – Synchro Anarchy
You are only passing by.
You are only passing by.
Mother is God in the eyes of a child.
Cherish the misery, no poison so bittersweet.
Stare and stare emphatically at some semblance in the universal, then bulldoze the coherent aside.
Long lost days, a rainy winter gone.
Once again, history repeats.
Would you be proud to call this your home?
Your generous loan to me, your crippling interest.
Between the signs and the sounds, taking shape encompassing.