Withered weed in a base
Old wooden table
Remembers
The days of fame
Cold is the way
Paying with pain
Like thousands
Of useless coins
That rings in my pocket
Morning rises
And i dream to have ability
To keep my eyes closed
Just when sun stops
Hating all my dark dreams
Withered weeds in a base
I remember those days
When the smell of fresh flowers
Was you hair
Those moments
All to give back
With tears and destruction
Of a flesh
I smell the evening
Feeling cutting through me
As the red light on
The horizon...
supported by 9 fans who also own “Hurt,Destroy, And Torn... Theres Nothing Left”
Certains ont pu reprocher à Psychonaut 4 d'être trop prévisible et expéditif dans Dipsomania ; la pochette, avec ce bambin qui se préparait déjà au suicide, était annonciatrice. Ce défaut est corrigé dans Neurasthenia. Les pistes se rallongent jusqu'à devenir des étapes et elles sont à ce titre toujours en évolution ("Sweet Decadence" est la plus symptomatique). La dépression n'est plus un sentiment : c'est un univers qui nous hante à chaque instant.
Neurasthenia est en un mot un album parfait ! Jordan Vauvert
supported by 8 fans who also own “Hurt,Destroy, And Torn... Theres Nothing Left”
I don't know about others, but I personally feel melancholic rather than depressed. The atmosphere is so thick that you can cut it with a knife, and after listening to this album (twice in a row), I can safely say that it will not end with two listens Kurt Von Jazzenhoff
Featuring members of Noothgrush, Graves at Sea, and more, the Oakland metal band juxtapose cavernous doom with spaced-out shoegaze. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2024