ALBUM REVIEW: Riot Stares – Sounds of Acceleration
It’s all coming back around.
It’s all coming back around.
Delusions of grandeur used to subdue doubt.
Avert your eyes so you won’t have to see, the countless lives lost to apathy
You come alive when you watch me die.
By what means does my life cling?
Your phantom data has been unwritten all is forgiven.
Transfixed upon the imperfections.
The drug consumed our minds. Do we even exist when we feel alive?
Disfigured by the stale embrace of saints.