Filling the void with luxury
crossing into endless night
where glittering eyes look on
from the shadows
like diamonds in the dark
Money never sleeps and nor do we
This decadence takes commitment
Hungrily devouring these sybarite shores
Like carrion in the dark
Less faith in gods than man
and no faith in man at all
such empty hearts
this world produced
It wasn’t the life we’d have chosen ourselves
but every single romance is shattered
like a ship on the jagged rocks of truth
that lighthouse that beckoned us onward
was it fed by treacherous hands?
Future lovers who have now long betrayed us
friends who proved false in the moment
dreams that we had as youth-
scattered now across the shores of Sheol
Fires long gone out in shrines to gods of hope
and the offerings on those altars
have been eaten by rats and dogs
There’s a certain satisfaction in knowing
you were right at the bleakest of times
you were right all along especially
when your only desire was to be wrong
you had died and were already in hell
where the only thing left was:
Consume every man/every woman/every dollar
every vice/every filth/every stone
and somewhere in that distillation
of gold, and of glamor, and of bone
you found that none of it mattered
just killing the time til you’re gone
Less faith in gods than man
and no faith in man at all
Blistering synthwave black metal—you read that correctly—pits infernal rasps against neon-like keys for a scarily good time. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2022