Irina

"... life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath as ransom in return for my soul's silhouette. How deep does shit get?... I mean does everything happen for a reason, the change of seasons, even the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'. It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit... ... You reap what you sow, so I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless if most artists are garbage - with godless content. To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products held my spirit in bondage like convicts... ... Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes that with this music I will bring my dream to life... Some things in life are fucked up - wish I could take 'em back. But I live life with no regrets so I just look back on life and laugh... ... life is just a time trial - I'm trying to make the finals. March madness in the land of savages - I'm stranded, a magnet for static so I combat it diplomatic - nomadic - what I'm tatted - my cross my only baggage... I just wanna meet the trinity and live for infinity - laugh at the enemy - when I get there who cares who remembers me - on Earth... ... We are what we are... (Soulfly)"