Free from your hold, I’ll crawl my way
Out of the furnace into the cold
Of all my years its time to
Break forth from the mould
I’m not a servant to you
I’m just a product of the pain
Pouring salt into the wound
Anything to feel
I put the noose around my neck
Kick the chair and then I'm free
From your hold
Out of the furnace in the cold
Break forth from the mould
I'm not a servant to you
But to the dark
So when the night comes
And everyone has gone
I will abandon my soul
To spite the fleeting sun
And when the sky falls
I hope it lands on you
I hope it crushes your bones
I hope you feel it all
You mother fucker
credits
from Nothing Left to Give,
released January 21, 2022
Written by Jay Correnti, Wesley Flynn
Produced/Recorded/Mixed by Pete Zen
Mastered by Len Carmichael
supported by 6 fans who also own “Nothing Left to Give”
Ignorant in the best way hardcore-influenced death metal for those who like to windmill in a cloud of smoke. So good even this straight edge kid could be enticed. If you liked the attitude of the first Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza album, come see this. Shoutout to Aftershock reviews for the introduction. Luke