You don't show your face and you keep all your secrets to yourself
Then you come around here and tell me I've kept you from some rightful wealth
You think that you made me, now you think you can put me to shame
And you say I'm to blame for all the damage done to your name
But I'm not your pariah
I'm not the devil 'round the corner, darling
I'm not your pariah
My dear, take a look in the mirror
So what feeds the seething, how does the hate burn and fuel your light?
What keeps you tossing and turning through those sleepless nights?
Is this another powdered fever dream, or just the cold reality that no one was right?
Throwing mathcore, emo, and ambient into the mix, Estonia's Kaschalot push progressive rock's multitasking approach to its limits. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021