Opressive Ruminations

from A Cold Sweat of Quiet Dread by Myopic & At the Graves

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Ripped from the jaws of despondency
To miss the target

But align again
Far from denied
A hope for recompense
Again I strive

New ways to survive
I cope with abuse
Stumbling on unlevel ground
I choose to look downward
Lack of foresight inhibited me
In moving forward

And you may find
Deceit that abounds
To gather you up
And spit you forth
Impaled on the stake
And again I find

Helpless, I re-enact
The pathetic cycle
Falling on the sword
I pull myself closer
To close the loop
Ignorant and full of fear

And you may find
Deceit that abounds
To gather you up
And spit you forth
Impaled on the stake
And again I find, it’s useless
Fueling my own demise

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from A Cold Sweat of Quiet Dread, released March 12, 2021

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MYOPIC Washington, D.C.

MYOPIC has been bringing atmospheric Post-Metal and blast beats to the DC metal scene since 2011

In 2019, they joined forces with At The Graves for a new collaborative album, coming March 12, 2021 on Grimoire Records.

Sean Simmons - Vocals, Guitar

Nick Leonard - Bass, Vocals

Michael Brown - Drums

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