1. |
Sulfur
06:22
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i can't see / my eyes are blurring
i can't feel / my feet beneath me
i can't breath / my heart is beating out of me
i'm so cold...i'm so cold...
i can't hear / my ears are ringing
i can taste / the blood from my teeth
i'm so cold.... i'm so cold ...
i'm so sick and tired
i just toss and turn
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2. |
Helium
05:12
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everything is nothing
there's a glimmer of hope
that fades away
i've lost my way
everything is nothing
these days
everything is nothing
why does it seem it's only me
that is suffering
this black cloud
this shroud
that's over me
it seems it's only me
that is suffering
this black cloud
this shroud
that's over me.....
confined my self in self doubt, sabotage
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3. |
Boron
05:36
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when the mind turns inward
and the other self turns
and it's against you
contemplation
of insignificant truths
a perception
of self condemnation
stamped upon the mind
in isolation, my thoughts grow
in solitude, an absence of light
desperation and the will to live
disconnected
desperation
and the will to live....
when the mind turns inward....
upon itself.
oh hopelessness
selfishness
desperation
and the will to live...
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4. |
Hydrogen
05:45
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i see the candle burning
i hear the clock ticking
echoed to the void of happiness
trow of sorrow
i sowed the seeds of emptiness
trow of sorrow
...as i look eye into the mirror
i see all my fears
told myself this isn't real
but it's all that i feel
the more my confidence broke
the more i feel alone
echoed to the void of happiness
trow of sorrow
i sowed the seeds of emptiness
trow of sorrow
the candle is not burning
my clock is not ticking
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5. |
Bismuth
10:15
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in a fit of despair
opened old wounds
when no one was there
bleeding out the cuts
as i, reflect and regret
a haunted past
that follows me
remorseful
in a corner of grief
time to give... time to give in....
... is this right, or is it wrong.
i'm still trying to figure this out.
it's so hard to let things go.
there is no hope for anything
i'm guilty, i'm on my knees.
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ORISKA Fargo, North Dakota
O R I S K A
www.oriska.live
"Shattering screams pour out despair
as a guitar writhes and wails in pain. Jolting jackhammer blows, boiling fretwork, and
avalanche-strength drumming further escalate the music’s daunting
intensity, torquing the tension toward the breaking point as
screams rip away at vocal chords" -No Clean Singing
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