I used to be a man with many things to say
Now I contemplate suicide every fucking day
Count the years I've lived by the scars on my back
From the ones that left me here in pitch black
Count the years in pitch black
If all this silence gives me a chance to pray
What would it matter no ones listening to me anyway
Slither back to the hole that you came from and die alone
Where I'm headed love doesn't exist
A place where torture is the only bliss
Where are you now?
I guess I never really needed you anyhow
I don't give a fuck about you anymore
I can't believe I even did before
I've tried and tried to find something to believe in
But every road I take leads me to a dead end
Where I'm headed love doesn't exist
A place where torture is the only bliss
Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
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