ALBUM REVIEW: Rivers of Nihil – Self-Titled
Existence is oh so temporary.
Existence is oh so temporary.
I am a dying God coming into human flesh.
The parasites and the nightmares call out my name.
Lay our souls to rest in the water.
In search of the triumph beyond obsidian euphoria.
Who knows what fate will produce?
The beauty of your voice fades again.
I want to dwell in a house of light
Misery is a delicate lace, silence as it covers my face.