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Lowest Point
01:49
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I give perdition new meaning
Reinvigorate the act of suffering
Awakened by the melting of my thoughts
My memories poison this tainted soil
Poison this tainted soil
Watching the world
Rot from my point of view
Life is what you make it
So I've made it (null)
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Blind Evil
02:38
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Fuck your fragile life
God I hope we all die
No one seems to care
Until their life's at stake
Placing too much value on your existence
When you've never done anything to fix this
Selfishly assigning yourself a purpose
You are not a saint just because you're breathing
Only ever helping for the glory
Only ever helping if they play along, play along
Stare up at the sky
Do you really think a god would bat an eye if you died?
Choke on the bitter truth
Vomit out your pride with those force fed lies
Get on your knees and beg for forgiveness
From the ones you've fooled into this madness
Crushing at their souls
Filling
In the empty void
With hate disguised like its mercy
If what you believe is true
I pray he ends this mistake
Mercy would be to kill
All that he's given life
Fuck your fragile life
God I pray we all die
No one seems to care
Entitled by useless faiths
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Pull the gun out
Claim your next victim
Homicide
Suicide
What'll it be?
Either option will end the same
No one will even remember your fucking name
You will feel
The pain that you've caused forever and ever
You will feel the pain
Put the gun to the temple
Of your head
Making the world a better place
Reaping it of your senseless waste of life
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Splintered
02:25
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When you lose the will to live
You have nothing left to lose
Crushed by the weight
Splintered with stress
Time does it's thing to a mind without hope
When you lose the will to breathe
And death is all you need
Blame yourself
For what you could never control
Make your life a living hell
Living is just dying for a long amount of time
Torture of the soul
Ripping at my dead mind
I don't feel fine
I'll never be alright
Why am I forced to live
Hating myself?
Hate life
Beg to die
My body feels hollow
My mind feels blank
Life is a game I don't wanna play
Tired of making the same simple mistakes everyday of my life
Hate life
Motherfucking hate life
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Trepidation
02:17
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I can feel every ounce of my bones whither away from the things that I've known
Screaming as I drown
Beneath myself made hell
Agony bubbles up at the surface
Gasping for air reaching for the answers
Never found
Lying at the bottom of this rotting world
Never known
Dying dreams die in this hole
Gasping
Hopeless
Body
Trembles
Rotting
Miserable
In the world of the unknown
I can feel every ounce of my soul whither away from the things I now know
Trepidation of the truth
Now you see the esoteric nature of your suffering
No one really cares as long as you die
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