Cold Comfort from Cold Comfort by Deathsinger

The only thing left is fleeting
It toys with me, there at the end
I can see a light.

Surroundings have broken down.
Everything has fallen apart.
What do you tell yourself,
When you've hit rock bottom?

I awake at the bottom of a riverbed,
A stone tied to my foot,
Gagged with cement.

Cries fill the emptiness.
(Cries fill the emptiness.)

Alive or awake,
Is none of it real?

Witness this black abyss,
Sweet and slow.
The pain drags on,
Body twitching.
Chest open, your world no longer here.
Everything you loved disappeared.

Met with silence,

Alive or awake,
Is none of it real?

• Death Metal
• Deathcore
• Metal
• beatdown
• breakdown
• cold comfort
• deathsinger
• gutteral
• hardcore
• heavy
• heavy metal
• metalcore
• slam
• tunnel throat
• Virginia Beach