Black Static Soul
Black Static Soul The screens are screaming, truth’s a glitchNumb and wired, I don’t feel shitI wear my anger like a crownWhile
Black Static Soul The screens are screaming, truth’s a glitchNumb and wired, I don’t feel shitI wear my anger like a crownWhile
Ashes In The Wind I walked through the silence where children once playedNow the swings are just shadows and the colors have
Glutton Logic Chrome and fat. Decay and gold.We sell the lies our stomachs told. Stacks of trays and freezer queensRotting dreams in
Discography Albums Singles
Echo Chamber The world’s a place of noiseEveryone’s got a voiceBut it’s all just static, hollow soundWe’re all just drifting, never truly
Raging Shadows Cold steel burns my skin, forged in sin, The heart I have left, it’s born from the pit. Flesh turns
Rotten Paradise Welcome home to the broken zoneSteel and ashes, flesh and bonePlastic faces, dead insideSold our hearts and called it pride
Crown of Madness Tiptoe through the graveyard light, You wear the crown of freaks tonight, Broken dolls and shattered dreams, You rule