I lay awake at night
Tossing, turning
With no sleep in sight
Sick to my stomach
Throwing up all my dreams
Shaking off all my hopes
Every breath just tightens the rope
I tied around my neck
Made of the strands
Sleepless and sickness
Life's a viscous cycle
We are all destine to repeat
In the place below our feet
There are children starving
Family's on the streets
With nothing to eat
Kids are being sold
By the very ones they love
It drives me to insanity
To see how we all
Stand back so calmly
There is just one of the things
That drives me crazy
That make me so fucking angry
Saving other countries is great
But not when your own country
Has sealed its fate
You expect them to open the gate
When you lived your life
Full of pure hate
You will never reach the gate
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022