Fear!
I wake, drenched in my sweat
Panicked
Mind state, escape my bed
I can’t move, arms tied by my side
Frantic my mind races
“I don’t want to die!”
Breathing, rate increases just as heart rate, follows suit coinciding
Muscles, contract uncontrollably, seizing body, I feel weak
Choking, I start choking as I’m gasping, to find my voice to cry
Begging, to be set free from this hell
My body betrays me
I cannot fight or flee
I must stay to face the demon that infects my dreams
She lay beside me
Innocent, angelically
Gets close until she takes my breath away from me
The rest I once found solace
In now plagues me so
Like a poison, the fear shooting through my veins it flows
Hyperventilate,
Hallucinations
That threaten my very existence
- Stu Lead-
This demon stands in my face, I vaguely see its silhouette
My eyes burn from exhaustion and sweat
Franticly my mind races
Counting the seconds, they feel like an eternity
Pray for a way out, there is no way for me
“Why me?” I plea, this invisible force upon me
Pressure on my chest, hands around my throat
This power cripples me from sources unknown
Helplessly I sob, silently I cry, frozen to the world, is this how I die?
Slowly I find the strength to breathe, like emerging drowning from the sea
Crying like a baby who’s just taken their first breath of poisoned air
There is no safety from the torment of one’s inner mind
Poisoned by the traumas, pity and self-doubt instilled by society
-Stu Lead-
-Morgan Reid guest solo-
-Stu solo-
Finally coming to from this near death sleep
Body weak but regaining sensation in my feet
Still too weak to grasp a fist or make a sound
I still can’t speak out loud
‘Just relax and accept the fact,
This is your life now there is no hope to follow’
I refuse to give in to the sleep demon
It wants to steal my soul
Eternally
Eyes dilated I’m wide awake
But the fear, I can’t seem to shake it
My stomach is in a knot
The anticipation of knowing this is nearly over is almost too much to handle
What I would give to feel the sweet kiss of fresh air
Breathing, rate increases just as heart rate, follows suit coinciding
Muscles, contract uncontrollably, seizing body, I feel weak
Choking, I start choking as I’m gasping, to find my voice to cry
Begging, to be set free from this hell
credits
from Spiteful Visions EP,
released April 8, 2022
Music by Stuart Stelter
Lyrics by Brett MacIntosh
Death metal/deathcore hybridization done correct! All the atmospheric passages and samples feel right in place, with great sound. Instrumentation doesn't lack as well, but the vocals could've been a little less upfront. 8.5/10 liltito
Heaviest thing I’ve heard all year along with Altarage. Okay I’ve been listening to this record for the past two weeks and it just gets better and better. Dissonant grooves galore Jacob Ballance