All of my heroes have cigarettes for hands
Light the incense in the valley of the damned
I slither and slide through halls of stone
While you sleep with him I’ll dine alone
On poison and glass till my stomach is filled
And all of the virtues I once had are killed
Just what have I become?
Acid drips from the tip of my tongue
Bring your holy lance to impale me
A living error I shall forever be
I grasp and claw for the moon up above
I’ll learn to hate all that which you love
I’ll tear off the skin in which I hide
So you can see how damaged I am inside
credits
from Trials,
released November 27, 2012
Music by Ian Cory
Ian Cory – Vocals, Drums, Found Sounds
Jack Greenleaf – Guitar
Eli Sidman – Guitar
Max Coburn – Bass
Henry Crawford – Guitar
If you're going to go out in apocalyptic style you might want to have the 40 minute title track playing loud at your side. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2013