Heave from Departures by Seethe

Inching closer and closer, toes gripping on the edge, falling faster, and count the breathe.....

Im out of my mind, lost my head again, heaving and heaving, understanding in this suffering

Falling apart, as diamonds drip crimson red again, my mouth dry from wait and yet I can't stand the taste, over and over again

Salvation stares as I start to gasp, when the cornerstone crumbles what else is left? a sense of fear trickles down the spine, numb in decline

Is this departure? Or return? So far from benign….I see you creeping closer and understand: you're crossing the bridge as I'm holding the match…

• Metal
• alternative
• alternative metal
• nu-metal
• nu-metalcore
• trap metal
• Pittsburgh