Say another trite excuse why you live in the fast lane
Preach how we all die so why should you live in vain
Fool me into believing we’re all immortal
Reaper’s scythe is upon you, feel it breaking your portal
Buy a bag, heat the spoon, tie the knot and then shoot in
Entertainment best for all, brown sugar just sucked you in
Every night you live it up waiting for another dreams galore
In the end bullet hits the blood, rat-tat-tat, boom, there you are no more
Death wraps you in silence then it seals the entrance
You can never go back, I gotta stick to myself
You never learned that kids shouldn’t play with fire
Still searching for ya daddy to sate desire
But it got worse, a change in plans, loaded, forced to walk the streets
Beaten up, no ID, foreign country full of enemies
What’s your price girl, what’s your worth?
A couple pounds of candy canes?
In the end bullet hits the head and no one knows your final resting place
Game of death
Can’t sever the ties that you set in
You drown and can’t hear what I’m saying
Can’t finish the game that you’re playing
Can’t finish the game but it’s ending
Your death just sets the end
credits
from Nihil Ultra,
released February 23, 2022
Written & arranged by Fyeld and Hristo Simeonov.
Lyrics by Hellbobz.
Recorded, engineered, mixed and mastered by Plamen Penchev at Loud-Fi Studio and Sofia Session Studio, Sofia, Bulgaria.
Pioneering Rhode Island mathcore legends follow up their first album in 21 years with a head-spinning four-track EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024
