Such lifeless eyes, pockets of coal. Immortal bride, devoid of soul.
This wicked course is left untold.
Return to life and it will unfold.
How your life would shine like gold.
How we thought we'd both grow old,
but we were bad kids
and where do bad kids go?
Locked away on a TV show.
Your cold pale skin, my unheard cries.
What's dripping from your chin; running out your eyes?
The sinister dark minister's
caged microphone, shadowed on the door.
How your life would shine like gold.
How we thought we'd both grow old,
but we were bad kids
and where do bad kids go?
Locked away on a TV show.
How your life would shine like gold.
How we thought we'd both grow old,
but we were bad kids
and where do bad kids go?
Locked away on a TV show.
A powerhouse of a record from the Michigan metalcore stalwarts, full of sinister, stadium-sized singalongs and unbridled emotion. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2022