life in a den of vice and misery
corrupted by my own moral frailty
searching for the strength to fight off temptations,
plunged in sin, by every god forsaken
give me the strength, to reshape myself
into a strong straight mind - let me no longer dwell
give me thrills to blow life into my numbness
clear my conscience from its instilled injustice
I bear my fate in silence but inside I’m growing colder
the unbearable chill of the worlds’ weight on my shoulders
righteous anger rising, I can’t suppress it any longer
fueled by oppression, the rage is growing stronger
straying from the path that others paved for me
cleansed from a force-fed morality
marching to the sound of ancient shackles breaking
doubt walks beside me but my faith’s unshaken
I found the strength, to reshape myself
into a strong straight mind, I will no longer dwell
give me thrills to blow life into my numbness
my conscience’s stripped from its instilled injustice
with all the strength and all the armor of the mind
I will not suffer the conditions of these times
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023