I thought, I was the battle, and you were the maid
Parting silence I can't hide my true face from your gaze
(You can't give without taking back)
And I cant hear you from this side of my head
Do you like the gift I gave you
My mute mouth gave birth to mute said
I thought I was the battle and you were the maid
You were pale darkness, hide my true face from your gaze
To watch my body breakdown, my vision is blurred,
I'll swallow yellow, paint colic repeat
Carvaggio (I hear you talking)
Carvaggio (I hear you)
Reality please find me
My chest is full of metal, from the wound I made
Passing over, I found your gaze
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2023