Change couldn't save me from hatred that made me
Frustrated with the sense of oblivion
My mind is aching escape from the blatant
Past tense thoughts of life once forsaken
What was a shell, the terror that drives me
Chastised with lies, no hope of repentance
Brought me from hell, no heaven will find me
Blindly I see there is fate to this sentence
They tried to change me
They'll never make me see life through their eyes
They tried to save me
Make me believe there was hope in their promise
My disease, acknowledging, room to grow
My disease becoming me the clarity, I could not see
My disease, begging me, needs to sow
Visions are enthralled in me, appalled by those who can not see
I can't feel anything
When I breathe
I can't feel anything
When I breathe
Wide awake in circles
Fictitious parables
Metaphors of life strive
To distract me from everything
Calming in my eyes find
Blinding of the malanine
Inside it's all the same
Fearing at the last breath
What do I see, what do I feel?
Blinded by the bliss of this
What do you see, what do you feel?
Terror strikes your heart
What do I see, what do I feel?
Colours swirl, contagious mist
What do you see, what do you feel?
End of life Recidivist will claim you
Purge and maim you
I will take you home
But only in pieces
Now you're wide awake
Staring up into the sky
Loud, but silently
Screaming out before you die
Change, couldn't
Blame, wouldn't
Now this sacrifice
Resurrects the rage inside
Pain is nothing now
Screaming out before you die
Change, couldn't
Blame, wouldn't
Hate, shouldn't
Nothing can change me
Change, couldn't
Blame, wouldn't
Hate, shouldn't
They tried to change me
I'll never change
Hailing from the far east coast of Canada, Aikia blends many flavours of metal with off time and unconventional riffage topped with intense, dynamic vocals.
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024
