The bitterness of seeing a young man’s smile
In this journey of life,
I feel I have travelled for miles and miles.
There is no one here I can call true friends
Trapped inside this feeling of isolation.
The rain fell hard on the wilting flower.
Old Soul.
The dark cloud that hangs above
Hiding the shining sun, whose virtue
Once shed romantic lights of love.
Grieving over this shallow world
The end will be my beginning.
Through the passion and sacrifice of my hard life
Pray for us sinners now at the hour of death
Pray for us sinners
Does it matter if I have right or wronged
My short years feel so prolonged.
It been a long time coming, I’ve lost control.
The heavy burden of an old soul.
Their second best for me, such an amazing atmosphere troughout the entire piece, with amazing instrumentals and an amazing voice filled with emotion. Love it. Diego CD
Six minutes of beautifully raw melodic hardcore; but that’s all that’s needed to work its effect. An emotional freight-train, it’s imbued with an authentic sense of loss and sadness, which will remind you how to feel again. Tristan
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019