Hurt - Johnny Cash I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end and you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear you are someone else I am still right here
Gnawing Bones (Coffin's Lot) by Ahab. Amazingly cathartic guitar work and unique vocals (when they aren't stereotypical death growls) And the lyrics are actually intelligent, based off of Melville's Moby Dick and several books including The Whaleship Essex.