Years of Failure

by Shroud Of Blight

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I feel so empty again nights of joy and happiness have been short lived now each night becomes so lonely and torturous like a new sensation of emptiness one that rips through your skin one that can be felt even through the dense crowds I've never felt it this strong for years now not since I used to always attempt and then then; I still failed... but not this time I can't live like this anymore I just can't... living with no self identity no purpose or reason to live not even the vast horizons feel the same now that I'm empty again I wish I could somehow fill this gaping void that always engulfs my chest encompassing any sense of joy like black skies shrouding the neighbouring fields with nothing but suffering and a dreadful sense of emptiness one that can never be filled...
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It's time to say goodbye... or so I thought it's like the sound of your voice haunts me in my dreams I should have left this world for good but it's like you wanted me here even if you're gone... ever since we have parted ways the woods never felt the same and the fields have died in the mourning of summer's autumn it's like the joy from you kept everything alive my sleep died with you my dreams are no longer dreams and I've lost all drive all motivation to keep going no matter how much I tell myself I do not need you it's like deep down I know that I regret pushing you away I try to get by I try to keep it all together but you're gone... we're done... I pushed you away... maybe if I carve your name into my wrists it'll make it alright or give me some closure maybe if I keep all the pictures look back while I overdose it's like you'll be there with me... while I wither... it's like your in... all my favourite songs... I'm sorry... I know you hate me... I'm sorry...
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Exi(s)t 10:50
I live in the dark and cold ambience of my rotting soul everything here is dead there's nothing left it has all withered so long ago everything keeps crashing down all around me everything I touch falls and withers soon enough I'll disappear from everyone's lives and how I wish I could be something more... something more than this... life digs it's fingers into my eyes it blacks out the sun and drags me into a world of darkness this darkness is where I lived through every time I've been jumped or scolded, belittled and disowned abandoned again it'll only happen again I guess I was destined to be this I don't know what I did to deserve it since a child, I've always been hated for being different and now my difference has put a target on my back pieces, lying in pieces everyone wants to tear me down and I'll only let it happen again and again since the age of five I've always been the blame for everything I've been the pestilence of everyone's lives the outcast with no reason to live I cannot be loved I wish I could be loved I wish I could love myself but nobody could hate me more than I hate myself
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I lay in bed for days with nothing to eat, nothing to drink no reason to leave the room no purpose to live I just rot in this dark room for days no human interaction withering like everyone's memory of me I can't shake this feeling nothing excites me anymore no energy to move so how can I even kill myself? I'm tired but can't sleep I'm hungry but can't eat I just remind myself that I burden everyone from just existing so I may as well remain like this ruminate all the time I wish I could be more in life... if I remain stationary don't eat, just stress, just die slowly no one will know how many seizures I'm having nobody can even begin to imagine how painful each seizure is I just hope the next one finishes the job...
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You were once my everything you meant so much to me but little did I know how quickly it all died and crashed around me every ounce of hope I once had turned into a new laceration that remains imprinted on my body every word you said feels so dead and rotten I'm tired, giving up I won't love again never again because even if I try it's never enough I'm always the one who's left hurt I'm always blind to it so this time I'll cut deeper I can't believe I fell for your lies and thought you were the one it just hurts so much I'm dead to the core and you will never know...
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I live in the dark my future is bleak life spent in isolation suffering becomes endless I will never know that feeling when your heart beats for another to feel loved at all if that feeling is so beautiful then why is it something I can't feel? how am I always rejected by life? how am I always left in the dark? why can't I feel loved? my life ended a long time ago I had to kill the old me to survive now I feel like nobody knows who I am I wish someone could notice me but it's all my fault a rising sense of agoraphobia lives within me I can no longer leave the house without being harassed I can't find closure anymore without the sense of love I guess happiness is only an illusion to mask the harsh sense of reality I guess the thought of being loved for who I am and unconditionally is all an unrealistic dream that I wish I could make a reality key in my wrists rejection courses through my veins maybe I'll never be sane one last letter it's all over now I will never be loved I should stop trying I should give up and die no one wants me no one cares the smell of blood permeates the air rose stained floor convulsing again I just wish I could be loved...
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Clouds of black ash circles around me memories of another life encompass my thoughts maybe in another life you didn't leave me here days of complete hopelessness might be living out my final days but you won't know you won't ever know this pain that I hold so dear you won't know if these days will be my last blade digging into my skin cutting open my flesh I don't know when it'll end the memories are fading fast but I still haven't forgot you it still hurts so much chained to the earth the shackles of despair still burns me to this filthy ground alone with sorrow do you see me? I hope my days end soon so I can finally see you whether it's by suicide or just a seizure I hope to die, I hope to see you sometime... somehow... I miss you more and more... please don't forget me...
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I used to think that time was once on my side I used to think that we could make things work... it's been months since we last really spoke and it's almost as if you slip further from me each passing day goes by the distance that separates us tears me from the inside again and again but it's my fault... it feels as if I'm selfish for missing you because it's my fault my mental state was declining and I pushed everyone away now every time I sleep I dream of you kissing me and with every kiss it feels more and more real but it isn't, it never was for months I can feel myself spiralling again wondering if you even care or if you will even remember my name this time next year that's if I'm still around then not that it'd make a difference I've got a couple of screws loose there's nothing to miss in me and I have nothing to lose now that you're gone...
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I spend my days wilting away in an empty bed your love for me has died, yet I can't unlove you it seems all this time meant nothing there wasn't any point to any of it now I'm stuck with a sense of emptiness that will never escape my chest each day I face new mental struggles unable to leave the bed unable to shower or eat there's no point to living anymore trying to let go of my feelings but deep down I know I will always love you I will leave for good cut my wrists tie the noose it didn't work last time but I'll try again in nights of utter darkness you picked me back up held me in your arms kissed me on the forehead and held my hands now I must accept all that has gone what we had, what we were... was anything you said eve true? was it all just a lie? was I ever even special to you? did I not love enough? did I love too much? is it something I did? was I not pretty enough? spiralling out of control the roses I had once left for you remain wilted and dead the poem I wrote for you remains unheard and bittersweet you're in my veins in my heart, you're in my head I need you out... I wish I didn't feel a thing... cut my wrists separate my mind cut open my veins please let me go please... I want to live I want to breathe again I want to breathe again... I guess in the end... I will never be the one for anyone... and although I was never special to you... you were always special to me...
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As I awoken to bright fluorescent lights I was brought news of your passing that day, another part of me died to lay in eternal rest amongst thorns of black roses I wouldn't leave my room for days nobody saw me in nearly a week I wouldn't leave I couldn't accept it through all the torment in my childhood you made it somewhat bearable always did what you could and you'd put up with my shit I wish I didn't stop visiting you... I miss you more and more I cannot move on from your passing I just hope wherever you are there's no more grief and sorrow even if you're gone life goes on... it always goes on almost as if nothings happened to the world; you may have only been a grain of sand but to me, you were so much more...
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nothing changes... confined in a secluded cell one you've made for me one you've crafted by your lies and manipulation so many times I'd cry or beg for you to stop so many times I had to endure the abuse I never understood at the time why I had to submit myself to you I thought that I was ungrateful because you said you loved me even though you still did all those things after I asked you to stop... nothing gets better the harassment hasn't stopped nor has the stalking or the defamation you still reverse the blame onto me and call me the things you did to me and I now have to live with the pain and the constant reminders and frequent nightmares and constant panic attacks I'm scared to sleep because I dream of hanging from the trees to witness you staring back at me to witness you doing all those disgusting things you did I'm tired of it all the paranoia, threats the lies, you telling me to kill myself why was I never enough? why did you take advantage? and why do you still lie? it hurts so much it hurts so fucking much you knew my past and my weaknesses yet you used it all against me...
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I've thrown it all away down in the gutter of life life means nothing to me anymore there's no reason to be here I'll just be another to die in complete isolation if I can't feel anymore then what's the point to life? I thought it's meant to be easier I thought I'm supposed to find meaning but there's nothing just a bitter emptiness that cuts deeper than my wounds deep in my chest like a pile of bricks falling on top of my beating heart do you ever feel it? that feeling when you realise nothing would change if you're gone? like nobody would notice? because I do, every night every fucking day that's the painful truth one I've been forced to accept doesn't matter if I hurt myself we all die anyway the only difference is I wouldn't be noticed if I go but everyone else would...
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repressed memories used to haunt my dreams and now they bleed into my vision what's the point in sleep? if I relive those days each time I close my eyes... tired and restless exhausted and nauseous endless corridors that same forest.. I see her in my sleep and in my peripheral vision it never stops please make it stop the way she'd pin me down with the weight of her body like I'm chained to the ground this is no way to live a life in fear a life with threats she doesn't want me to be free she got away with everything I'd hang myself I'd overdose if I could... but nothing ever works... police won't help... nothing will... it will never stop...
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about

Years of Failure is the sixth full length under Shroud of Blight in which I've been recording since September 2023 up until early March 2024, so far this was the hardest album to record seeing how a very close relative and a friend of mine passed away during the recording phase of this album. I also spent a very long time trying to find out what kind of sound I wanted for this album, however I'd say I'm really happy with the end result of what I've got.

This album is by far the darkest and most personal release under Shroud of blight; you can expect lots of soul crushing riffs, blastbeats, intense shriek vocals and heart wrenching screams of different kinds from raspy fry screams to false chord/fry hybrids.


Track 9 is dedicated to my friend who sadly past in 2022 and track 12 is dedicated to a close relative who passed November 2023

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released April 2, 2024

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Shroud Of Blight England, UK

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from Cornwall, UK
EST 2021

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