From CONCRETE - "No Dawn" Album out on Fast Break! Records through all digital platforms. Out NOW!
Each day is a gift?
Each day is a bitch
Agonizing existence, crafted by pain
Refuse to collapse, never in vain
The empty sky doesn’t answer back, reaching out for a hand that isn’t there
No new dawn, from time to time demanding death
Confined by flesh, loathing every breath, no time for rest
The coffin calls to me, yet it is not my time
Free from these shackles of demise, I hear you calling, walk this path I chose
I have no lust for sleep; I’ve made this hell my home
I’ve made this hell my home.