For once I cannot find the fault in myself
Maybe it all demonstrates that I’m afraid of what you’d think
Just enough to make me wish it didn’t have to be
I cannot stay or live the way I want to live
The hope I have is fading fast
The path I walk wasn’t meant to last
I have this guilt drenched feeling that this lie
Will one day slip outside my grasp
I have this guilt drenched feeling deep inside
You will not live to see subside
I’ll save my speech
I’ll save my speech for those who wouldn’t care
‘Cause I know they wouldn’t think I’d ever dare
To them I’m still the same
But to you I’m one to blame
My breath remains encumbered
I pray your days are numbered
Guilty
Your consciousness
Guilty
The evidence
Guilty
No confidence in how you lie
Guilty
You will live in shame
You will hide your face
You’re a fake until you die
Given it’s the path I chose I hardly find the humor in the challenge that I picked out for myself
it’s cruel this irony
I killed a lie to live my own
I have this guilt drenched feeling deep inside
That this is not the worst it gets
I’ll save my speech for those who wouldn’t care
‘Cause I know they wouldn’t think I’d ever dare
To them I’m still the same
But to you I’m one to blame
My breath remains encumbered
I pray your days are numbered
Please make it end
I’ve run myself into exhaustion
Please stay
I want you all to know
Cover your ears because it’s not your seed to sow
Please stay
I want you all to know
Cover your ears because it’s not your seed to sow
It’s not your seed to sow
I’ll save my speech
I’ll save my speech for those who wouldn’t care
‘Cause I know they wouldn’t think I’d ever dare
To them I’m still the same
But to you I’m one to blame
My breath remains encumbered
I pray your days are numbered
Produced by Converge's Kurt Ballou, the metal band's fourth LP channels tragic, transcendental themes into fierce progressive sludge metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2024