Seeping Fog from The Nest by MANA

A lethargy is taking hold of me.
What does this hazy vision mean?

Slowly moving forward, it feels so aimless to me.
When will I have the strength to change, and let forgiveness in?
Fear smoulders in me, formed only from grief and pain.

Consume me entirely, I become a bleak serenity.

Sick of the loathing for myself.
Needing something to gain.
The fog evaporates and lifts.
So clear, now I can see.

Consume me entirely, I become a bleak serenity.

It's freezing touch feels numb to my skin.
Maybe it's progress, maybe it's forgiveness.

Whilst it has disappeared I know the remains are there.
A vow to myself to have the strength to be fair.

Whilst it has disappeared I know the remains are there.
A vow to myself to have the strength to be fair.

Blinded, entombed, cower in doom.

Consume me entirely, I become a bleak serenity.

A bleak serenity
It's taking hold of me.

• Metal
• doom
• hardcore
• post-rock
• sludge
• stoner rock
• London