Who would wonder
With writing on the wall?
I say it’s nothing
Staring me down
I am made of glass
You’ll tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
Shattered splinters, shards, and fragments of old lives
Opening fresh wounds seating disease
At the end the barrel
Vice exposed to stubborn hands
And they refuse to fire
Sure enough they’re right
Incapably blind
Looking back, I failed
Abstain from the poison
I am made of glass
You’ll tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
I am made of glass
Tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
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