Hidden under the moon
I count the parts of my broken heart
Moment by moment everything changes
I realize that everything stays the same
I want to get out of this skin
I don't want to misrepresent
A wooden mask of happiness on my face
Will be taken down once and for all
Now I want to be free
To be what I am
Just another dark character
In this vortex called life
With hundreds tears in my arms
I pass among people
Everyone is faceless, everyone is silent
Somehow I feel eyes on me
Somehow I hear their screams
They ask for help, we ask for it together
Memories makes me weak
Night is the enemy of dreaming
My thoughts are enemy of mine
And I choose to be there with both
Hear my screams
Now I want to be free
To be what I am
Just another dark character
In this vortex called life
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