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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alustrium
Alustrium
Performer
Chris Kelly
Chris Kelly
Electric Guitar
Mike Demaria
Mike Demaria
Bass Guitar
Jerry Martin
Jerry Martin
Lead Vocals
Kevin Penny
Kevin Penny
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Kelly
Chris Kelly
Songwriter
Mike Demaria
Mike Demaria
Arranger
Jerry Martin
Jerry Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Kelly
Chris Kelly
Co-Producer
Mike Demaria
Mike Demaria
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Alone within my thoughts
Reflecting on all I've said and done
Never once have I felt satisfied
Never again will I even try
Anger, frustration, emotions flare and seethe
Hands are shaking, filled with rage
Betrayal from loved ones
Real or fiction, wound the same
These feelings and this thinking
Though unwarranted, undeserved
Lead to a place familiar (Back to my well of pain)
As the initial shock of the pain fades away
These cuts, these punctures, these bruises
Dissolve to a hollow ache
And the cycle continues
The finger's pointed, but the blame remains
Digging deeper within me just causes the world itself to fade
Colors draining (My eyes go cold and gray)
As I withdraw within (The ground beneath me starts to sink)
As I am moving forward, led deep into the garden
Led to a place familiar (Back to my well of pain)
I know this place and why I'm here all too well
Guilt and shame, the center of the issues at hand
The center and the source of my hollow ache
And self-pity, it beckons
Despite all I do, it won't take away
The more that I rationalize these thoughts
The more they seem to inflame
And the cycle continues
The finger's pointed, but the blame remains
Digging deeper within me just causes the world itself to fade
The cycle of dwelling, it, it repeats, it replays
My hatred of my own mind upcycles and unravels
Self-hatred and self-loathing have become second nature
I'm learning to accept now that this is good for no one
Break wide open
Resolve to rid those who've been inflicted with me
Of this plague, out of shame
And self-pity, it beckons
Despite all I do, it won't take away
The more I rationalize these thoughts
The more they seem to inflame
And the cycle continues
The finger's pointed, but the blame remains
Digging deeper within me just causes the world itself to fade
And the world opened up and I gazed into blackness
And I looked all around me (And saw nothing but gray)
I looked into myself and found I matched the darkness
Without another thought (I dove into my well of pain)
Written by: Chris Kelly, Jerry Martin, Mike Demaria
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