Fading away in the void
And becoming nothing but an old memory
In light I try to find the hope
For surely you can see that I'm deeply tired
With the use of drugs that drown me in sleep, I forgot life
Can you hear the wind calling?
We're running until the light takes us
Like a psychonaut wondering through fields of grey
Becoming null at every second
Such a dying crow
Pale old figures drift inside the woods
As I feel sea take me away
Slow, emotional, anguished metal vocals, acoustic guitar. This is my favorite record by Lost Inside. Why don't more people know about this band yet? Gibbs
Crushing blackened doom from this German band that counterbalances blinding fury with moments of surprising, melancholy melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2023