Those cindered eyes defy attempts at language
Aiming to tie together loose ends
That are forgotten and demolished
He loved me
Up until he stopped sleeping
and breathing
He loves me now
and is finally free
In miserable pasts and futures
A single strand is comfortably placed
In a red lined notebook that's stained with neglect
Remembrance is the last key to sanity
He was proud of me
He’s a skeleton
He was happy to see me
He’s dirt, he’s earth
Sanity is the last thing blocking enlightenment
Vowels don't always project
Souls can't always coalesce
Understanding is veiled
In consonants and euphemisms
Suffocating memories and repressed desires
For these words to reach those ears
Is the final act and last request
Of a decaying figure gorging itself on false pride and philosophies
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021