Cut The Wound Away

#alternativemetal #metalcore #postmetalcore #shoegaze Fear surrounds me like a freezing fog. Anxiety creeps in like silent darkness, tightening its grip around my heart. A life beyond redemption, this relentless battle never ends. I can’t afford to drown in hollow sentiment. The anger carved into my chest is the greatest weapon I possess. To the part of me that longs to grow weak, there will be no mercy. The wounds I buried and turned away from were left to rot like the excuses of a defeated soldier. What excuses leave behind is pus and swarms of flies. And in the end, there is only death. Cut the wound away! Cut the wound away! With a razor-sharp blade, cut the wound away! The anger carved into my chest is the greatest weapon I possess. To the part of me that longs to grow weak, there will be no mercy. Where death has passed, new anger begins to bloom. An anger that will kill both fear and anxiety.