I walk through cold days,
And lie through sleepless nights,
Consumed by my thoughts,
I drown in spite.
Your blank expression,
And your colourless eyes,
Hint that your practices have left your lips far from dry.
My affliction is aided by this,
I won't drown in any empty bliss.
This anguish, this despair.
This heartache that you impair.
I can't sleep, not even rest my eyes,
And you can't even empathise.
London label Blank Mind takes an unprecedented deep dive into the early-’90s love triangle between breakbeat hardcore, jungle, and new age. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024