#1
Song written for an experimental metal band

Spectral imprisonment
Forever a mortal coil
No lustre
An absence of identity
Ghost structure
Just a cloud of mist

I've witnessed the perils of indigenous travesty
Struggling, yet not guaranteed an eternity
Subjects to torture
How do you expect me to carry on?

Grieving statues crying
Tears in solitude
Pitied, we continue
Prolonging this terminal disease

I've witnessed the perils of indigenous travesty
Struggling, yet not guaranteed an eternity
Subjects to torture
How do you expect me to carry on?

And all too soon, these feelings pass
Words of craft fade away
So it is to be, death's construction
I was not put here to stay.
My gear
Ibanez RG7321
Jackson Warrior WRXT *FS/FT*
Jasmine J35
Squier Fender P-Bass
Ibanez TBX150H
Crate 4x12
Fender Rumble 60


Part of UG's 7 STRING LEGION