You had to see
It all unfold
You had to know the pain you sowed
Eager to dismiss the weight
Atmosphere bears down
Upon the faultless
Soiled is the air that acquaints with you
You rest on the sands that divide
I’ve made the choice
I’ve heard enough
Until my last breath
I have no
Sorrow
Sorrow
I feel no shame
Sorrow
Sorrow
The sorrow is dead in me
And the sorrow stays
Dead in me
And the sorrow stays
Dead in me
I know my wrongs
Like sleeping dogs
I let them lie
I force them down
Fell into the trap to score morality
I hate what I have become
They’re the ones who tore me down
They deserve the right to drown
In my wrath
Sorrow
Sorrow
I feel no shame
Sorrow
Sorrow
The sorrow is dead in me
(One)
Let my urges grow every day
(Two)
Let them see the justice paid
(Three)
Let them breathe the air of remorse
(Four)
And shelter me from taking in its fumes
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