life’s a game I always seem to lose
I didn’t know I had the guts to choose
an existence fueled by everything I hate
I never wanted to live this way
too bad I never held out
every good thought i’ve ever had was a shell
an excuse to bury myself
deeper and deeper
i’ll let no one into me except the reaper
i’m just a slave I never had a choice
i’m just a fake, a broken voice
we all knew i’d fuck it up in the end
we all knew my back would bend
because i’m spineless
sick of looking in the mirror
not a single word I say seems to come out any bit clearer
pathetic and weak
lacking in everything anyone would need
i’m starving in a world thriving on lies
not even the dead have a peaceful look in their eyes
I could never tell the difference between life and death
existence leaves a hollow fucking hole in my chest
the reaper is the only one who cares
the reaper is the only one who’s there
ashes to ashes, dust into dust
trying my best was never good enough
ashes to ashes, dust into dust
burn my body, let the buildings rust
ashes to ashes, dust into dust
trying my best was never fucking good enough
ashes to ashes, dust into dust
burn my body let the fucking buildings rust
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022