Trolljegeren from Consanguinity by Pariso

When you were younger, you sought for a ribbon. Because we're all told, it gives us hope. Pink and delicate, bound by love. You were young, impressionable, and had it all to lose. The years went by, your ribbon gains time. It became old and tattered, a fateful crime. Let me be the one to explain, that your ribbon was not in vain. You made sacrifices for us, to give me the world you were never blessed. The water, so stagnant, trying to make ripples in our future. Their bond of love may have withered but their bond for us will never die. Our fathers that passed, our mothers we blessed. How quick I was to judge, how sick I was to love. Sometimes those words are the hardest to say. I hope I am a testament to the choices you made. But the wheels keep turning, failure, we are learning. We all carry our sins, a heavy burden it is. The price in life you pay, never let my heart stray. How can I cast a stone, when you suffer alone?

• Hardcore
• Metal
• Rock
• dissonant
• metallic hardcore
• London