Ancst - Cadence

defying structure and floating with the tempest, repentance replaces remembrance. i'll bury this fucking place under your liturgy and adore my old wounds. a grim heart yields to no one. switches off, empathy instead to breathe in this freedom that never existed. i seek for the loneliest places inside my head and remain as the only worst enemy i ever had. my idle hands carry this wrath as an antidote and while i'm consumed by those sold illusions i've vouched for this beggars salvation. this hard rains gonna fall. i've shed enough tears to soak all our callous hearts. weathering your utter chaos I float within this stream of my purest wrath, craving for salvation. death is the road to awe and the beast goes on...eternally