Nothing is free and nobody is – decay is just a matter of time, with every second you are only getting closer to the end, getting bound by invisible chains of opinions, expectations, abuse, anxiety, and fear. In this world, masters are looking for their slaves, and you are what they want. This is the world where Leashes are from. Songs as attempts to find a hope on the edge of the bridge, balance on the edge of the blade. They scream insanely, they laugh at themselves, they put you to sleep, they make you feel. They are dark, yet they dream of light, they are dystopian, yet they can see the sun with their blind eyes.
All that is what Leashes are.