i never tasted the dew
that the morning had placed so softly on my heart
i never savored the sweet taste of youth
and now it's wasted away
how every breath is a whispered wish
every moment a dream
when the coastal fog creeps in
we disappear into silhouettes
i carved a hole into my chest
let apparitions dance in my head
i held on to a fading dream
and felt the floor fall from under me
i dreamed of living forever
and felt the years ravage me
i traced the map time drew on my palms
and found no fountain of youth
a lost schematic spoken in tongues
an undeniable truth
a drop of angels blood cant compare
to the taste of the morning dew
Atmospheric black metal band Sadness and experimental screamo band To Be Gentle channel intense emotions on this split single. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 28, 2021