|Guitar, Backing Vocals:||Jay Maas|
I walk in shadows and darkness. I feel the fill of the sand. My words are calloused and poisoned. Easy work, the more idle the hand. Cover my tracks to the pulpit, the back alleys, my arms. My veins are thinning and poisoned. Lying tongues in mouths of snakes, guile charm. Breathe addiction and darkness, I feel the smoke in my lungs. My lips spit venom and poison, all lies except when speaking of love. Cover my ears to the ringing, to the memories and pain. Her voice like the singing of sirens, drown myself among the rocks and the waves. I feel the fill of the sin, my veins, the touch of her hand. I pray to dirt, folded hands. In my hour of darkness, I feel the fill of the sin. The ash, the touch of her hand.
Defeater has never been afraid to take it to the next level- an initial concept hardcore album has grown into 6 studio releases, each building ...