There are albums that explore sadness, albums that wallow in despair, and then there’s “Hope Is A Lie”—a record that takes the very concept of being "dead inside" and strips it of all remaining warmth, leaving nothing but a skeletal framework of exhaustion and decay. This isn’t just an album about hopelessness; it’s a eulogy for the last flickering remnants of human feeling. If you’ve ever wanted to hear what it truly means to be hollowed out from the inside, this record plays like the sound of your own reflection, staring back with vacant eyes.
