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Dreams of Cataclysm
04:29
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Stare into the endless black
Air stagnates
I lose my senses
I cease to exist as the door creaks open
The tears flow free
My body slumps over
I am bound to this earth as the roots wrap around me
There’s no running
It still approaches
Fell to my knees
Succumb to my fate
There’s no running
It still approaches
You and my worst nightmares share a face
You never learned…
You never learned that your demons are content hiding in the darkness
My eyes are clouded by the blessings of the end
I writhe in anguish
Cursed by what should have been my last breath
My limbs contort just to spell out your name
Punished every day by the gaze of a tyrant
Breathing becomes but an afterthought
But if I’m forced to live I’ll make damn sure you can’t do the same
You fear what your demons become
Your grave turns to fear you can’t fathom
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Finding Solace
03:28
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Resign myself to the silence just to emerge formless
Distort my vision and guide me to the end
Hell rains down, eternal drought
(Son’t leave me)
The shadows drown my wasteful sounds
(Stop screaming)
All the nerves inside my body swell as they waste away
Hell rains down, you’ll live without
(Stilled breathing)
Wrath seeps out these hollow grounds
(They changed me)
We’re cast out
Lost without a single hope to pull us forward
I search for a purpose
Crawl through the dirt though it’s hopeless
Only finding solace in the warm embrace of cold steel
But I won’t be your weapon
You target those who still remain broken
Remain broken
I can’t break free though I try
Left to watch as hope dies
I yearn for the day where the hurt no longer reaches me
How’s your mind calm at night?
There is no end in sight
I blindly forge on
Until I finally fall
Through my veins, is coursing
A cocktail of sorrow
Let’s see if i’m still conscious for the trek to tomorrow
You see me pacing
My breath stagnating
But then you still turn your back on me
There’s no sense in pleading
No care will reach me
I found myself stranded
On the wrong side on being
There’s no sense in pleading
There’s no care that could reach me
So you can get your “good will” out my fucking face
I can’t break free though I try
Left to watch as hope dies
I yearn for the day where the hurt no longer reaches me
Get your good will out my face
You don’t need to remind me, I’ll die on this hill
Here lies peace through the warm embrace of cold steel
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