ALBUM REVIEW: ameokama – i will be clouds in the morning and rain in the evening
She is patient, for I have eaten at her hearth.
She is patient, for I have eaten at her hearth.
Race towards the sun, my crippled pride undone, and all that makes me real, secedes to stone and steel.
How can we survive if love has become an act of rebellion?
Dying doesn’t make this world dead to us
When nothing is there, then you’re free
Why do we grasp at eternity, when we know it will leave us behind?
Welcome to New Music Friday, where we wrap-up all of the releases from the week ranging from metalcore, hardcore, alternative and indie.
I know that this song’s gonna make you real mad.
Organometallic assimilation.