It’s been a long night, waiting to sleep the day away
And it’s been a long time coming along with me every step of the way
The confinement binds you
And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
I’ve fooled myself into believing
That nothing ails me, nothing kills me The confinement binds you
And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I’ve
Fooled myself into believing
That nothing ails me, nothing can kill me The stagnant time
Is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
And resolutions take their time that’s if they even come at all
Always seeking redemption
Through the echoes I’ve listened and still came up missing
Always seeking redemption
Through the echoes I’ve listened and still seeped through the cracks
The stagnant time
Is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
And resolutions take their time that’s if they even come at all
The confinement binds you
And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
I’ve fooled myself into believing
That nothing ails me, nothing kills me The confinement binds you
And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I’ve
Fooled myself into believing
That nothing ails, me nothing can kill me These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal
These wounds will heal
These wounds will heal
Back, back in the day, when my friend burned me a copy of his Undoing Ruin album, I listened to it, though, “huh, this is ok, isn’t it?” And continued to listen to the musical luminaries who are Atreyu. Over a decade later I find myself returning to Undoing Ruin, thinking “you were you, dumb, and foolish.” Undoing Ruin came out in a time of stylized vocals and gimmicky band names. But Darkest Hour, and Undoing Ruin in particular, really is the purest American distillation of the Gothenburg scene of melodeath.