the gift of feeling
the gift of sight
the decision
to miss the worst in life
a bloodstained mirror
bloodstained silk
the taste of innocence
the taste of guilt
when there is nowhere to run
you better hide the guilt
diminishing the reflection
of myself
I will never see the light again
this suppressed existence
will end in pain
when there is nowhere to run
you better hide the guilt
diminishing the reflection
of my self
corrosion
of the inner self
nothing left to love
nothing to comprehend
a soul severed
from its prison of flesh
leaving a hollow shell
for the vultures to end
tearing out my eyes
severing the senses
numb limbs
tarnished lenses
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023