All that I was
Turned into yesterday, had gone away
Every dream, every memory
When I close my eyes
I can't remember you
When I'm looking at you
I can not see your face
I can not hear your voice
I'm following rusted, fading memories
They are blown by the winds of time
Disappearing absent from creation
That should never had been born
Non-reckoning, heartless from the suffering
Beaten, struck down to the ground
Unraveling what lies in the emptiness
Still I grief for who I was
So see me rise again
As we witness the end
So tell me what do you say
supported by 5 fans who also own “From Deep Red To Infinite Black”
I’ve seen some amazing prog bands come out of France lately and this is another one, one of the best..
I’m in amazement at the complexity of what’s been accomplished and recorded here. I’m not a fan of scream and there’s not much of it, mostly reserved for late in the song, is that 8 strong guitars?? Low baritone awesomeness and the drumming is outstanding. I wish I could do that.
Do it again please.
Check out Black Neon District for more France based prog goodness. Deej