Altars of Sadness

Worship the altar

How can I be metal when I feel so sad?

I can't camouflage my feelings like the pattern on these trousers

Cover these wounds like patches on a jacket

I'll just drown out this world with an abrasive racket

These long, cold, dark nights

Eternal winter skies

As tears mount behind my weary eyes

Naked, afraid, and alone

With heart harder than stone

Lock away these damned old bones

How can I be metal when I feel so shit?

I'll crowd kill depression in this dopamine mosh pit

Anxiety is neither Kvlt nor Trve

Just call me Knocked Loose cos I'm A Different Shade of Blue

How can I be metal when I feel so low?

Inside I'm as empty as your band's hometown show

Intrusive thoughts telling me that I'm a poser

Cut the music. Kill the lights. Shows over.

Oh, these long, cold, dark nights

Eternal winter skies

As tears mount behind my weary eyes

Naked, afraid, and alone

With heart harder than stone

Lock away these damned old bones

Plunging down into the black

Sink fast

Drown slow

Sink fast beneath the waves, the water filling up your lungs

Drifting down into the dark abyss

Enter the numbing nothingness

A sting of melancholy searing through my brain

As a torn and bleeding heart cries out in bitter pain

Encumbered with grief, the black dog at my door

You cannot surrender in a never-ending war

Through the fog of despair in the forest of gloom

Swollen with guilt, clutch a funeral bloom

A husk of a man stands before you, doomed

Bereft of feeling

Bereft of meaning

Worshipping at the altars of sadness