The Verse features C harmonic Minor melody with the droning open B string to create a Super Locrian Tension. We flip back and forth with these 2 tonalities through the track.

Welcome. Dead Season opens the album with the push-and-pull between instability and resolution

You've Always Been Wonderful
	
		(X)
		
		It's graverot, green gangrene, much like a disease. * Does it still count as a rhyme if the words are spelled differently? *
		This is unwellness.
		I never left the cemetery I led her to leave me in.
		She'll never visit.
		And that haunts me.
		Wellness whispers
		
		And sorrow screams.
		I wanna see you every day: today, tomorrow, next month and next year.
		Always.
		
		I wanna be part of your everyday.
		This moment, and all the rest.
		I was almost Romeo.
		
		I still want to melt into you, to tell you what it's been like.
		I hoped, I prayed, even did tarot.
		What else 
		
		Could I do?
		You linger in me still.
		I let us both down.
		I can't say that, though. 
		The time is past.
		
		It's been so long yet I'm still stuck in the past.
		The you I remember is just a folktale.
		How could I ever have said that to a stranger?
		How could I tell a stranger I loved her?
		I spoke to her.
		
		Yes, I spoke to her, and I still cannot believe it.
		Can you believe it?
		Fourteen long months, twenty miles apart, but an ocean away.
		I confessed my love for her, and I doubt I'll ever see her again.
		I'll never see her again.
		To be honest, I was hoping for a miracle, but no, this was my greatest defeat.
		There's a million things.
		
		There are still a million things I want to say to you, and I'll only get to say that - once -
		
		One thing once.
		It seems I'll have to carry the rest, involuntarily.
		For my ears only.
		
		You told me this would all be better in a few months.
		Who knew I'd be here sixteen months later, writing the eighth song devoted to the absence I feel of you?
		It's laughable.
		
		A cosmic joke. 
		Ha.
		Ha.
		Ha.
		
		* cheeky tasty lead *
		
		Oh darling, you are my 1408. * with John Cusack *
		This shit's like Return Of The Living Dead. * you know, the one where the dead are basically undying? *
		In the afterlife I'll ask you 
		
		In our next lives to do it.
		For real, for life.
		For now I'm resigned to merely wish you the best.
		And I fucking 
		
		Wish for that.
		You're the Universe's greatest work of art.
		I see the light in you, my eyes have undilated. * Too little, too late. *
		You've always been wonderful.
		
		You've always been wonderful.
		Farewell.
		
		-- love. --

Kassiopeia - The Redacted Plutonian Packet - You've Always Been Wonderful

Dead Season Again
	
		(II)
	
		It's cold enough to snow again.
		Winters are not ideal, but they happen.
		The seasons spiral as I spiral.
		
		Days become weeks become months.
		Yesterday becomes today.
		Tomorrow looks like before.
		Quiet sighs of de ja
		
		Vu escape in my empty rooms.
		I guess now is the trough: torpor again.
		
		Vices like vises can pass the hours less motionlessly. 
		It is 
		
		Less difficult to live bestially.
		I can't heed myself when I heed my body.
		Ether is an ally as much as an enemy.
		Is this worth my life?
		
		My breath?
		* Respiration. *
		
		Rumination feels quite like not even living at all.
		The snake coils 'round my wrists: I shall merely just exist.
		
		I just wanted to read a good Sabrina book, write a vampire story,
		
		Run four miles in thirty minutes, and I'd still like to fall in love again.
		
		But I cannot resist the allure of scrutinizing my empty white walls.
		
		If Heaven and Hell are states of mind, why do I think myself into damnation?
		Don't I even at least care enough to pull myself out?
		Do I really care for nothing?
		
		Nothing can be the most enticing thing to exist.
		I don't think this is normal, but I won't avert my stare.
		For days, for weeks, I'll wait and hope, sleep and pray that eventually it relaxes its grip on me.
		
		I just wanted to write at least one good album.
		Get a hit of dopamine.
		
		-- Whoever --

FFO: State Faults, Comeback Kid, Turnstile, Spiritbox, Loathe, The Contortionist, Refused, AFI, The Black Dahlia Murder, The Blood Brothers, SeeYouSpaceCowboy, Portrayal of Guilt, Chat Pile, Knocked Loose, At the Drive-In, Scowl

Kassiopeia - The Redacted Plutonian Packet - Dead Season Again

Melodic hardcore urgency meets emotional post-hardcore chaos and atmospheric metalcore. Heavy, expressive, and cathartic.

FFO: State Faults, Comeback Kid, Turnstile, Loathe, Spiritbox, The Contortionist, Refused, AFI, The Black Dahlia Murder, Portrayal of Guilt, Chat Pile.

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