EPOQUES

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Music by Epoques.
Recorded and Produced by Cedric Duseyau - Banshee Studio
Mixed by Anthony Chognard - CHS Prod
Mastered by Kris Crummett
Filmed & edited by Kevin Boucher

A huge thank you to Woodstock Guitar Ensisheim and Bastian Fenniche for making this possible.

ASK THE FLESH // LYRICS

There is a jagged hole where my self respect should be
H'enough to erase me
Put all your grief on the top shelf
It will never equal how much I hate myself

No matter what I forgave I take it all back
I wanna tear your face off and wear it as a mask

I let it all swallowing me, pouring blood and cyprin on every place I've been.
And I'll drink it all, yes I'll drink it all until this fucking world disappears
Counting the pulse, how many thrust left until my body fractures
Nothing will never be ours

And she won't stop coming, she won't stop coming, don't stop coming
Please don't stop coming over
I need to remember that I exist, a drowning body who would kill his saviors

I let it in
It burned everything

Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores were ought to suffice, and things did have learnt to walk that ought to walk through the scorched earth

Ask my flesh
The price of existence
No one gets out alive