Reminiscence of the past brings a smile,
Friends come and go with every mile.
These painted pictures in my head won't fade away,
The colors seem brighter to me with every day.
Where's my heaven, where's my hell?
Let me out of this cold dark cell.
I scrape the blood off my bones to tell you how I feel,
Abandoned and deprived of knowing what is real.
Fantasy infatuation,
My heart is possessed.
Emotional mutilation,
My mind grows grotesque.
Love is an indistinct illusion,
For those who will never see.
Your separated from reality,
by ignorant confusion just like me.
Started in 1995, Bridge Nine is a label that specializes in hardcore punk, with close to 300 recordings in our catalog. Check us out and keep an eye out for updates!
