Coming from extinction
Substantial and not exist
Where were my former feelings?
Light it off, light it off until to feel subsist
My lych is as hard as nails
My sight is frostbitten
There is something eating me alive
Like silk worms gnawing leaves
I don’t think i get rid of
While feeling its lips
In the depths of my cranium
On the one hand, my realm rots
When i ask the all-devouring sands
Why did we stop?
We came to the end of the road
From the ground up, she said
And that’s right
As my entire presence collides
And all my feeling flows
Into a black abyss
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021