All I see when I sleep
Is your callous face
Staring back at me
Feigning death
A failed attempt
Anything but reality
Is this what you wanted?
Tears of sympathy
Bridled guilt and pity
Held eternally
My lines are tied together
By the brittle strings of empathy
Splitting at the seams
Entangled in between
Lines are held together
By brittle strings of empathy
Dial tones and messages
We’re the bane of your existence
Try it one more time and
They’ll be sorry
Can you please forgive me?
A boy without a father
Has to grow into a fucking man
I’ve turned into such a man
That never learned to understand
My emotions or my motives
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020