Standing at the gravesite of everything that had shaped me as a person, as a human being.
A soliloquy for who I used to be.
Everything I had come to know was just manipulation of a fragile soul.
Your hands guided the strings in an eloquent display of artistry.
But then you cast your stones.
Left me for the wolves, empty and alone.
The shattered fragments of what remain glisten with the dance of a burning flame.
Nothing to stand for, nothing to prove.
Baptized by fire, born again, but with you removed.
supported by 26 fans who also own “With You Removed”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant