Origin of everything. From the outside into the within. Cloaked in delusion. Solace in eternal reclusion. To love means to fear. To fear means to hate. I hate to fear. Hate the fear. I fear to hate. Fear the hate. To remember why. To cure my heart. Madness is the glory of this life. I saw the ever-evolving token in the vastness of the unspoken as chants from afar and older as the
oldest star. We float in the sea of existence, to be washed upon shores of indifference. What if nobody is worth to be loved? Timelessly straying on the violent earth.
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Heaviest thing I’ve heard all year along with Altarage. Okay I’ve been listening to this record for the past two weeks and it just gets better and better. Dissonant grooves galore Jacob Ballance