The only closure you and I get is that final nail on the coffin I want to see you try and tell your self it's all part of the plan the choke ends you worship the gods that you see they never cared (they're fleeting) and as you fought they walked while you paid in blood on their bleeding scales I hope you knew that we knew from the start that those closed doors were see-through that we fucking knew we rise from ashes were born from the bastards that breed we die in dirt we give their death decree and we rise from graves
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Ba...ndcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021