LIVE GALLERY: August Burns Red, Dying Wish, & Thrown at Electric Ballroom, London
You are the salt that’s burning my wounds.
You are the salt that’s burning my wounds.
Black waters irrigate my spine.
Welcome to New Music Friday, where we wrap-up all of the releases from the week ranging from metalcore, hardcore, alternative and indie.
Seeking safety but I cannot control this fear.
You clipped my angel wings when I was ready to fly.
To you integrity is the enemy, that’s why you’re up against me.
Take me into the void, ceremonia.
Please say something before I’m lost at the bottom.
The worst is coming for you and I’ll get mine.