Darken from Vicious Etudes by Switterbeat

Leaves rot and darken,
Darken with blight, darken with blight.
A new hope hearkens,
Hearkens to lies, hearkens to lies.

We've run around in circles,
Chasing blind sight.
We've run, now let's retire
To fated design.
No more hope to despise.

Pictures turn ashen,
Ashen with spite, ashen with spite.
An old hurt beckons,
Beckons tonight, beckons tonight.

We've run around in circles,
Chasing blind sight.
We've run, now let's retire
To fated design.
No more hope to despise.

What will undo this damage true?
What may unwind this tortured mind?

Still stuck in the cracks of this middle ground
I thought we found; still trying to
Surrender my body to hope anew,
To rid my mind of the smell of you.

• Experimental
• Progressive Rock
• acoustic rock
• indian rock
• world music
• Bengaluru