Hands, in circle
A constricting state of mind, they're our feelings filling the air
A clash of titans in our tired persistance of reason
Hands, in circle, held to face our fears
Smyling hearts, exited to see an infinite utopia
Simple minds, driven to attempt the beauty of the unknown
for all those times we had not dared enough
This time we'll leave our safe house, alone
It's a cosmic call, we won't refuse, it's a challenge
we missed for too long
Anxious, heart breaking, our void is always there
This silence embraces us, with empty eyes
we prepared ourselves to trespass
Burn the veil, fill your existence with my words,
an answer lies in the light of those stars
we looked so far
And, when decisions are done, and the eyes
can only look forward, there is a song,
through the heavy air, a melody like shivers
on our cold skin, it's fear, and adrenaline
It's the calling of a thousand voices
coming from the outer silence
we don't understand, but we know
they're calling for us.
And when dreams and desires are
two sides of the same feeling
this sense we built ourselves is no more enough
We'll answer the calling
We'll probably get lost
Culinary-themed melodic death metal outfit cook up a smorgasbord of fierce solos, tight percussion, and cheeky, foodie-approved screeds. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 11, 2024
