How our poor hearts will bleed
There lays a fallen man, resting forever / No cure could grant him back the life he once had / No cure would grant him back his life he once led / His life he once led
The warrior within forever and ever in the land of shadows / He won’t see the sunlight ever again / Never again / Hell of hope, paradise of pain
Salt, bitter tears were shed / Our broken hearts to be bled / Rain pours down, the sky is dead / Poor broken hearts to be bled / Lives lumbered with anxious farewell / Lurid stars in our melting citadel / Know we did mourn for you, we cry it out / And we still do
Thank you for everything, he said to us / His final breath was the ring of horror / Then he found peace / In death found peace / In death lies peace / Enter the needle release
Never again the fallen man will fight / Our hell of hope, our paradise of pain
Now the heart takes / I lost you in this whirlpool of emotions / Emotional flatline / (Heartstring breaks)
How our poor hearts will bleed / There lays a fallen man, no cure could grant him back the life he once led / There lays the fallen man, no cure could grant him back the life he once led / There lays the fallen man, no cure would grant him back his life
Poor hearts will bleed
Northeast straight-edge hardcore taken to the cathartic, infectious extreme; a fiery EP fueled by spite, spirit, and sick riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 24, 2023