ALBUM REVIEW: Pallbearer – Mind Burns Alive
Hiding leagues of rot beneath.
Hiding leagues of rot beneath.
The failsafe had awakened, and nothing could slow the March of the Göll.
Ciphers of lost things, revealed by the moonlight.
There must be a better way.
Better to mend than deny youth.
Bask in the glow of high spirits.
Now the paragon has poison in his veins.
I can’t speak, it’s all phonetic.
In silhouettes, we’ve been on the same page before.