Stood still, waiting, in the dark.
No direction. I'm lost.
Convince myself this is living.
It becomes clear when you want it to be, let go.
Time will pass, while I'm trapped in the hourglass.
Sinking, drown in the sand, insecurities of a idle mind,
It's out of my hands.
Eyes of the snake,
Can't rely on my mind to make the move.
Sight narrowing, edges turn to black, all I see is the end.
Stood still, waiting, convince myself this is living, no direction in the dark.
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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