ALBUM REVIEW: Armed For Apocalypse – THE EARTH IS BURSTING BENEATH ME
The sun is rising, and my feet are bound to a world that’s rotting.
The sun is rising, and my feet are bound to a world that’s rotting.
You are just an empty consumable.
Save all that you feel for me.
Leave her to sing her withered songs, In tunnels painted like the dawn.
We live in spite of you.
Resentment always simmers.
Will I become the setting sun?
Your temple’s crumbling down.