Seep into your veins like a black dye infecting the petals of a once white rose.
Encounter this true emptiness with open arms like a lover meets his other half
You find yourself lacking without it
Yin without its yang
But it is all a lie
Sweet despair scorching the tongue
A simple reminder that life will come to an end
Take your soul to this empty place
Minimal inception keeps your mind at ease
Consume the darkness become one With
This Stygian Void
In the end.
A hope for a better life will fade
In the end.
Like the stars you will turn to dust
In the end.
Salvation will be out of reach
In the end.
Fate was wrong.
Keep your head above the flowing tide, only fate knows how this journey will end.
Burned alive by perfection, or swallowed by this river of darkness.
The medium required for survival is found by few.
Hold still as you navigate this empty vessel, unable to see, trust fate will guide your way.
The stars will fall one by one, the strings that hold them snapping under the weight of wishes placed upon them. Wish may with all your might, but in the end, the sky will go dark.
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This is one of the top industrial metal albums I have had the pleasure of hearing, and as a long time lover of industrial metal that's saying quite a lot. With just a little more refining this band could easily hit the top. The sound is dark, gritty, raw, and ruthless, yet somehow also quite melodic. The songs have me headbanging, losing myself in the melodies, and bouncing to the beats all at the same time. Robert Saunders