I look into the mirror
What do i see?
A role that fits me?
Or the person I became
Through mental suffering
And broken memories
A wall of stone
My wall of stone
A shelter of stone
A wall
I erected to prevent myself from
Endless suffering
Perpetually trying to figure out who I am
Hiding behind a wall of stone
I gave up on searching
Since I understood
I'll forever be trapped
In that shelter made of stone
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020