Darkest Hour - An Ethereal Drain

crossed out of our mindscapes we're frozen in the time stretched around your face a mask a clever disguise ever so enticing this corroding chemical synapse spawn of a beast an ethereal drain tatters on the brink burst into a cloud of spores explode into the atmosphere weaving our lives with chaotic design siphons what's left inside suppress us impress us with subtle delusions and life-like proportions bled into one another plagiarize our dreams a rift in eternity all encompassing within it's entirety.. baptized in fire leeching the underbelly tired traditions retired a discord within the choir so sing the praise with your noiseless voices and pass the blame in the age of distorted reality refined relief in chaos unleashed we find release