Drive away, it will be your final way
The way is too long, if your mind is dark
You drive too fast and the daze take you now
You cannot keep your wits about you yourself
Your boozed mind refuses to obey
The sound´s up load and hit the gas
Your car tires screechin on the asphalt
The landscape quickly runs away
You boozed mind refuse to obey
But the way has ended now
And you fly like a plane
You don´t understand, what´s going on ?
You grip the wheels and you car turns around
But the tree was there and you saw it too late
Like slow motion pictures before your eyes
Like slowly moving land terminated your life
Which you wasted too easily and throw away the key
From you common sense
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024