The Noise Of Depression - text
Acheron flows in silence,
And the noise intensifies my pain.
No will to speak.
Not even enough hope left to weep. Anymore:
Searching for relief.
Distorting my mind.
Only when intoxication distorts is the time I can laugh,
When clear I laugh only through scorn.
And each sight hath taken from me.
Such death:and I've travelled for it in times of silence.
When my hope's been shattered,
When my anger's been unbound.
And my torn soul has cried out for death.
But I have always awoken,
My scars still bleeding,
And the noise it still carries on:
- Only Hate (Baresark)
- The Noise Of Depression
- Lamented Despondency
- Eradification (Of Thorns)
- Awaiting My Death
- 1. Bereft
- 2. The Noise Of Depression
- 3. Psychotropic Transgressio..
- 4. Morphia
- 5. Dissident
- 6. Esoteric
- 7. The Laughter Of The Ignor..
- 8. Passing Through Matter
- 9. Creation (Through Destruc..
- 10. Cipher