So now it comes to pass,
that all turns to dust.
Your vibrant eyes,
the ones that used to call from the wreckage,
and keep me alive.
Now they've lost their shimmer, and crumble,
I hear your voice as you falter and stumble,
your soul is arrayed with the trinkets of torment.
I will suffer for you no more.
You've burnt your bridges and your memories are drawn.
The skies will sear as God's patience is worn, yeah.
Countless years,
Spent searching for dawn.
The light of the sun, such a distant memory for all.
And though my heartbeat spreads chills all around me,
my mind is a fire, my body a foundry.
I've failed you once, I'm so tired and worn.
I will suffer for you no more.
You've burnt your bridges and your memories are drawn.
The skies will sear as God's patience is worn, yeah.
Kansas City trio Flooding draw out the more mystical qualities of slowcore and noise rock for a heavy sound that's less stony than doom. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2023