Forlorn from Squalor by Kasstr • Troy

With stretched arms we grasp for meaning. Instead we have more questions than which began. Place the blame on mankind's weakness, though ponder. Increase time and you shall see all theses things fall in place.

Makeshift spaceship guide us unto the heavens, devoid all impressions.

With stretched arms we grasp for meaning. Instead we have more questions than which began. Place the blame on mankind's weakness, though ponder. Increase time and you shall see all theses things fall in place.

This. This is meaningless.
You don't understand. You'll never understand. You have no control.
We never did we never will.
We're on our own.
Were all alone.
Seek. your own path.

• Deathcore
• Metal
• gindcore
• hardcore
• Houston