What do I expect?
Desire burns, my mind bleeds.
Never satisfied, nothing is enough.
War, taken by form.
War, everything you love, comes with a price. War.
War. Taken by form, the fire rages on.
Stand, in the flames, and start again.
Desire, show us the path to ruin. We are blinded by our own impulses, Illusion of entitlement.
Owed nothing.
Searching, for the missing piece,
Looking for fulfillment in a future that does not exist.
Under the surface life begins, to see things as they are,
The art of living.
Hanging on to things we don't need, through the smoke I'll find peace. Driven by energy, divine source.
The eternal river flows, let go of what I think I know.
Expectation is the birth of disappointment.
Hope dies, in the house that faith built.
Desire burns.
One of the most fun albums I've listened to in 2020. Catchy as fuck and has some serious good chugging going on. If you're into hardcore just get it. Daniel Nielsen