I see an apparition of who I thought I was
my skin cracks and peels away as I realize
I don't exist
I don't know who I am
smash my head against the wall again and again and again
my own home feels unfamiliar
self inflicted condition
question everything I love
my own name tastes like poison
as I draw a line through the time
where I thought my will was mine
the visions become fragmented
and float out of view
got won't stitch my soul together
and neither can you
pull my eyes out of my face
in an attempt to erase
my entire life
this waste of space
from the annals of history
won't be remembered for anything
it would be better if I were never alive
my life is a lie
the earth has had it's sweet revenge
the oppression of other men
has brought me to my end
I'm a product of society
every thought I have is drilled into me
naught exists inside my heart
to produce any light
I give up on this world
I give up on this fight
I give up on life
one last selfless act
I disappear
and I never come back
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021
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