That deafening sound in my mind
There are so many nights which I can't sleep
So many mornings I remain with my eyes closed
Without a new dawn
I'm tired and in pain
I go down the stairs and the bottles are all empty
I look in my pockets, but all the pills are gone
I open the door and walk into the cold, wet earth
With my bare feet
Embraced by gray
Cold and wet, it involves my body
Another terrifying morning
I'm coexisting in the midst of this fog
The sky is low, touching the ground
In few steps on my way
I can smell the wood
See the pale colors of trees in the midst of gray
And the rope on one of its trunks
Maybe there was my ideal place
I approach the rope
But it was just my head creating ilusion
Perhaps images of eternal rest
My eyes see things that make my soul cry
For wandering here on this earth
Where everything is in ruins
My lungs bleed
And I burn inside my own blood
The same blood that waters this infertile soil
Where the trees cry
And the birds sing in black throat
I fall and kneel
I cry and scream
While my soul is going the other way
Mother, forgive me for carrying and pouring out so much pain
It's so desperate
Carry life and death in my arms
I embrace every part of you, Mother
But still, I don't heal
Why?
It makes me bleed more
My blood runs through so many roots
And my tears dispersed together with the dew
So white and so pure
Like the virgin snow that touches my face
And cover my hair
Painting my body white
And freezing my senses
My thoughts have no form
Empty and gray
With my broken hands
I try to climb to the top of the mountain
Behind the trees
Down the river
My feet are bleeding
Darkwalker
Numb and alone
With each step, a sigh
With every breath, a drop of blood spilled
Above the hills
Silent screams
Tears on ice crystals
When the eyes open one last time
And a solar wing above my head
Maybe I survived until the end of the path
Maybe all this gray is not so terrifying anymore
And I am part of the panorama
With my skin on the mountain
And I breathe together with the stone
Above the trees
And close to the clouds
Alone
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015