The debut full length release from Chicago based Wizzo.
The self titled limited CD digipack includes 11 tracks, nearly a full hour of music.
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lyrics
Everything is over now
Found a new way of being
I can hear the silence of
Your last breath that's leaving
There is nothing left of us
All that remains is innocent overtones
The rotting bones in all of us
Have their illusions form in the afterglow
I have your mind
Betraying design
Of the Miniscule overture
Reap with the blind
To watch over your kind
A sojourn of empathy
Leave it for the place we haven't found
Underneath it all
The meaning of the sound
An underrated imbecile
Falling in the hole where
Happiness is gone
And mistaken for holy ground
Feel it in the lung
Eyes are dripping blood
Coughing daggers
Tearing apart
Intravenous lead
Ocean of the dead
Crawling backwards
The Mudbone descends
Taking back the promised land
The meaning has been here
All along
Memory of love
Shadow we become
Just like you said
It comes to the end
Phasing of the sun
Dampening the dread
Flowing inwards
Return to the ground
Everything is petrified
Pulling down deeper to the core
Globalized insecticide
Suffocating all alive
Body becomes paralized
Wearing thin
The world is ending
We’re here today
But not for long
Dark clouds are forming
Over everything
We have now or never
Immersion
Nothing left to hide
My hearts an open sore
Beating alone before
Its fracturing some more
There is nothing left of us
All that remains is innocent overtones
The rotting bones in all of us
Have their illusions form in the afterglow
I have your mind
Betraying design
Of the Miniscule overture
Reap with the blind
To watch over your kind
A sojourn of empathy
Leave it for the place we haven't found
Underneath it all
The meaning of the sound
An underrated imbecile
Falling in the hole where
Happiness is gone
And mistaken for holy ground
Feel it in the lung
Eyes are dripping blood
Coughing daggers
Tearing apart
Intravenous lead
Ocean of the dead
Crawling backwards
The Mudbone descends
For some reason, what I previewed and the real songs was somewhat different - maybe because of the cover art?
But I definitely don't regret something more spacial than expected. The recent Ocean drifting in space. frankwurst