So far from salvaging and to think that we're the reason. I've grown sick of turning a blind eye to this. I've had enough of it.
Nothing but cowards. Just give up you can't escape this. Keep telling yourself "it's just the way it is". Wasting this life with every breath you get.
Self destructive tendencies embedded in your mind. Planting lies of peace and hope won't bloom a receptive life.
Corruption grows in the minds of the weak and all that follow will be left with deceit. A crumbling society I can't abide in. Don't feed me your bullshit. Your words are rotten.
Tell me it's all just in my head. That there's nothing wrong with this way of life and everything's just fine. That humanity isn't crumbling. Given up your will to decide. I refuse to be another puppet told what to believe. Another victim fallen to this infectious disease.
Is it too late to stop this? It seems that life can only prolong this suffering.
Keep following a blind path. The same lies that kept me from finding solace. Yeah. This life was never meant for me. I will never find peace in anything. No.
Separate yourself from this. Abandon everything you know. Just another meaningless life left to corrode.
I can feel myself slipping away
Soon there'll be nothing left but a product of this disease
credits
from No Life,
released August 27, 2021
Written by Kevin Arrieta, Chris Cuevas, Seth Medina, & Diego Rodriguez
Iranian metal band Confess channel their struggles with political oppression and exile into cathartic, groovy thrash. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2022