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Collapse
04:17
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Mark:
I’ve been building homes in my head crafted from sand and sticks
I’ve been chasing ghosts through windows and crawl spaces
We are decaying like ruins
Failing to route our growing cracks
We are losing solid ground
We will keep fading till the last
I won’t suffer for this
vague justifications
There is no meaning to hold us
There is only growing dark
Stars don’t cry out before their collapse
They are prisoners of time just like us
All of it will break and slowly slip away
All our actions will be forgotten
There will be no light to catch your eyes
Alex:
You couldn’t tear this down
With work or effort
Standing long before you
And long after
No voice loud enough
To hear you cry
From forest to sea
There is nothing
Nothing
I want to live forever
Long past when you’re all gone
Long past when faces have lost all meaning
Just a memory of a memory
Long past when the earth breaks and fades away
And I float through space
I’ll watch every star go out
Egin:
I’ve been in my head far too long
I’ve been losing myself since you left
I’ve lost myself
All these motions unravel like leaves detaching
Withering from the meaninglessness within
Nothing, there’s nothing
Nothing, to be felt
Nothing but the dark
This everlasting dark
Consume. Conscience. This confession. Is meaningless.
The lights are long dead
Shadows don’t tell a soul
The things they’ve seen
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2. |
Fate
04:23
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Mark:
Each day I walk through the same story lines
Time wanes as I try to find a new light
I swear I will die before my dreams catch me
When will do something of value for anyone?
Am I just another profit making limb?
Do we see what our true challenge is?
When will we see past the borders of our own lives?
I don’t know if we can build anything better than this
This is all we have
And we only have ourselves to blame
So this is what I am,
Faded into the background,
An extra in the story of my own life,
Trapped in my timeline,
Never anything more
Never anything less
Alex:
Forgotten, ignored
Like fire, like waste
Just dreams, Always dreams
My limbs are too big
My voice is much too small
This flesh was wasted
This blood is nothing
Will you remember me?
Long after I’m gone?
Not a day not week, but a year but a life?
Or is this just a passage?
Egin:
Each day
New Light
Die, Die
Day to day to day
Feet sore, wings weak
Tired hearts line the trees
Day to day to day
I feel hollow
Death seems easier
Is it easier?
So this is what I am
Faded, faded
An extra, an extra
Trapped in my timeline
Never anything more
Never anything less
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Home
02:56
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Mark:
It begins like ripples in water,
As each memory grows and fades,
I swear it’s like we shared a weakness for time.
But I’ve been here for years
Taking back what I said and
Hoping the light would find my eyes again
The roof is leaking again,
The bricks are growing old,
I think there is something inside our house.
Alex:
I press my fingers into the concrete
My dirty fingers
Break and bleed
Egin:
These are the nights we hide away
Hands no longer keep you safe
Words don’t give any warmth
Your touch won’t break this curse
I’m so afraid of failing I remember
Sleep less nights
Cold winter drafts
Sweat on my neck
Nightmares coming true
Demons of my past
Still here everyday
Demons of my past
Still here every
Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go.
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4. |
Age
03:45
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Mark:
Are my eyes even open?
Am I even walking?
Leaving torn pieces
Scattered on the floor
But I’m still awake
Alex:
Inhale
Ribs crack
Fall apart
You’re breaking
The stars aren’t as
Bright as they used to be
Dull and dark
In empty rooms
With a storm outside
Don’t let them hear you
With pieces of flesh
Still holding on
For I would gladly
Trade the day
For another night
I can’t feel my flesh
I’m sleepwalking
It gets colder and colder
But I’m still sleepwalking
I trudge along
I’m sleepwalking
Like father, like son
But I’m still sleepwalking
Egin:
These bones grow brittle
This heart lost count
Our love ruins ruins
Time defines me, defiles me
It’s so cold
It’s so calm
It’s so still
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Blank
03:49
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Mark:
I am only a word lacking definition
Dancing across blank pages
My parts do not know each other
They form no greater sum
The lands we walk shed no tears for us
Sights set low lest the light burns our eyes
Little gods calling to little kingdoms
O grandmother nothing
Make us small
Fading out
Further and further
Just a shadow
A trick of the light
Alex:
I’m not there
But a ghost
But a shadow
A memory
Of a memory
Like the forgotten
Like the hopeless
Where there is no rot to grow
Where there are no voices no words
Just a void
Never, No never
Never give in
Even if it doesn’t hurt
Even if it’s freedom
Egin:
Dancing across blank pages
My parts don’t know each other
No tears for us
Burn our eyes
Decay
Never
Never Even
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6. |
Void
03:17
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Mark:
What have I done
What have I done
Just another regret
If only I could erase myself
If only I could take back the things I’ve done
Alex:
There are too many voices
There are too many noises
I could be released I could be free
This blood is warm
Released with hands like hammers
And teeth like knives
Little things die
This is too much, this is too much
I am afraid of myself
And I don’t have to feel anymore
I can be numb
I can be nothing
Egin:
I’m so ashamed
I’m so ashamed
Timing
Eludes me
Forgive me
Forget me
I hope you know
I believe I’ve changed
For the worst
For the very worst
I told you that things would be different
I couldn’t have meant it
I shouldn’t have said it
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7. |
Species
04:31
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Mark:
Half witted idiot
Who can't get it right
So you found your hind legs
And can grunt in sequence
Alex:
Eye for an eye
Limb for a limb
Body for a body
Nation for a nation
This too will fade
This too will be forgotten
End up saying the same thing
Again and again
This is the world
Not the one we made
but the one we deserve
We built this
With open eyes
And willing hands
We broke it
There’s no putting it back together
Egin:
Strings pulled above
Deception in forms
Gaze within
Break through
Lambs to the slaughter
Self righteous bliss
Gaze within
Break through
Have we lost
Not enough
This will be forgotten
This is the world
Not the one we made
but the one we deserve
We built this
With open eyes
And willing hands
We broke it
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