Quarantine from cut yourself by OFF THE GALLOWS

No light or sound can reach me here. A place to hide from the outside fears. Here in this dark and warming womb. ...my cradle... my tomb. I feel save in my cave. Extremists and authorities try to tell me What to believe and even what to eat. But I am just curious If I ́m allowed just to breathe. I shut the window to the outside world. Burn the memories, cause I know what they ́re worth. Isolation. Quarantine. This is my home. Leave me alone! I don ́t want to... turn your... misery... into my own. I never got something good... in return... for the compassion... that I ́ve shown. I feel save in my cave. I don ́t mind if you call it my grave. People call me a hermit and somehow that might be true. But I ́ve given up on names and I ́ve given up on all of you.

• Metal
• doom metal
• post-rock
• progressive metal
• sludge
• Siegen