TarDive from TarDive (EP) by Hehi Downside

Shrouded in and by mystery and drowning in misery I'm sure they miss the fake me that they wanted me to be but they can't stop me from being free me from being me
How will you ever understand what I mean what I be how am I supposed to give these ideas meaning justice not just use verbiage as wrapping paper exquisite cover on an evil book how do I make beautiful the mutilation of trees tell me how many lies does it take before the wrong turns lead to right when it isn't just a thin surface an ornate covering disguising broken frames stretched over a hollow empty lack
being substituted with an act
Asleep in their daze the trance of no control for all days with no one left to weep puppet on strings to convey to obey the sound of death of all things the deterministic trumpet death's war horn to summon the rotting sun of blood and filth
gotta shake off this sleep
(into)
"your sensory descent"
Mind is molten dripping all over the place the molten lava of organic electronics falling apart without boundaries where it may taking up its space grains of sand shifting settling upon the plate I need to shake and sleep at the same time no reference to define no stable time running this route of mind time is a lie time's a lie times a lie lie times a lie times a lie times a lie lies alive what lies alive white lies aren't close just cuz they're not the farthest bathed in the white light shining down as a spotlight into the darkness devoid of all saturation sucked out the life the world gone grey pale as can be cold as ice a slice the solutions I thought I'd never find the only ones of their kind in a world of unknowns to find anything is and as a ground as solid as stone the light found only at the darkest chasm where no one knows
And no one goes
What use is false hope when I'd rather find a real way to cope it literally fell into my hand hYpErSeNsItIvE everything is too loud even when it's fucking quiet the waves of anxiety tread(,) the waves of dread I face each one moves overhead and through me, of my annihilations - no trace
Alive but drowning nostrils above the muck of rot like a periscope confident in my breath through a straw wrought submerged inside (,/and) outside but my mind's clean and cackles spoke rattles and bones rattle til you'd think I'm rattled listen I sing my own lullabies I'm pacified cuz we're in luck it's a ubiquitous suck and I got a craving for a world of bad pain and no luck

• Metal
• bedroom recordings
• bedroomcore
• djazz
• progressive metal
• psychedelic metal
• Georgia