Raw anger put to music...
The thing that stopped living and became incredibly mixed up E-Grind...
Story behind the song
I was pissed off at this bitch,then I wrote and recorded this song while I was listening to The Black Dahlia Murder a lot. Oh yeah and I also blew out my voice doing the screams at the end...
Lyrics
Why am I the one to blame when your the one who plays the game? Am I just a playing piece like the car in monopoly. A strange sense of comfort comes with my hands around your neck.Etherializing memories.While keeping my hands round your neck I put an ear up to your breast,your pulse fades...your rapid breathing seems to cease,I plant a kiss upon your cold lips they were never cold before,I shut your eyes with my fingertips then call you a whore...
