ALBUM REVIEW: Guilt Trip – Severance
And now the presence of eyes has broken my dreams, I fall from peace on broken wings.
And now the presence of eyes has broken my dreams, I fall from peace on broken wings.
As sun fades away behind the hills into shadow.
Thought I had a brother, not through blood, but through respect and love.
You sold my love for a piece of the cake.
With you, I’m with you, under a desert sky I’m with you.
Bask in the glow of high spirits.
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I cannot let this carry on.
Blood soaked hands coat the pantheon with laments of suffering, is their meaning gone?