I am buried alive by all of my regrets.
Sift through the ruins and you will find,
Some old skeletons of friends of mine.
Any day I expect to see pigs fly,
When suicide is just a matter of time.
Is this a dream or reality?
My eyes can be so deceiving.
Turn it up, drown the voices in my head,
I’ll be the anthem of the living dead.
My mind echos like an empty tomb,
And I might go insane if I don't break free from it soon.
Am I going crazy?
Shut up the voices in the back of my head.
My mind feels hazy.
I can't sleep with these spiders in my bed.
I am going crazy.
Shut up shut up shut up!
My mind feels so hazy.
I can’t sleep with these spiders in my bed.
These spiders make a web.
These spiders want me dead.
Spiders are in my head.
I am buried alive by all of my regrets.
I am buried.
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Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Ukrainian band The Nietzsche pair blistering 100-ton hard rock riffs with arena-scraping melodies in these volcanic songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 6, 2022