Byzantine
everything i touch bursts into flame
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Explain my friend
How the mighty falls again
Hubris unbound
Found my comfort within pain
Accept your errors clear the score
Prove youâre wiser than before
Enkindle dreams left unmade
When all I touch bursts into flames
My life is to be a private funeral to see
The ship has run aground there to always anchor me
Youâve got a lot of nerve
The only enemy
Has a face that looks like me
A nihilist to the end
You forced me to go under
When in darkness I thrive
Well laid plans torn asunder
Fed to goats by my side
~Cromer, Rohrbough~
My life is to be only a catastrophe
A war that ends in silent shallow victory
You have got a lot of nerve
The only enemy
Has a face that looks like me
A nihilist to the end
- Album:
- To Release Is to Resolve
- Byzantine
- Oblivion Beckons
- The Fundamental Component
- Byzantine (2000-2001 Demos)
- ... And They Shall Take Up Serpents
- Miscellaneous
- Oblivion Bekons
- Trapjaw
- The Cicada Tree
- Vile Maxim
- New Ways to Bear Witness
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 75
- Byzantine - Digital Collection
- AMP Sampler, Volume 9
- Metal Hammer: May 2004 (Razor, Volume 4)