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Recluse
01:47
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Time has killed my inner human being
All the life is pouring out like a dirty stream
I won't try to speak or live by your discretion
When regardless of what I do, you guarantee contention
The gaping pit, it opens wide
Feeding on my lies, it pulls me further inside
This depression has a disgusting fucking way
Of always stacking up, ascending day by day by day
By the block of stone, the snare of vine
My inner being crushed under the weight of time
I forgot the worlds I roamed
Those secluded marble hallways that I used to know
But still it hides behind the dominant realm
What's the fucking difference between heaven and hell
I'm so tired of delusions and this mental suspension
My once free mind now guilty of retention
Feeding on my innards, leaving me gray
Crawling down the path of the lifeless way
By the block of stone, the snare of vine
My inner being crushed under the weight of time
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Downlooker
03:50
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An empty shack falling apart
Blackened with age
It comes down to all necessities
With no guide to this place
They did not sing, they will not sing
They will not sing to me that awful song
Give me life one more time
Before I lose another shell
These corpses were promised better lives
But instead they received hymnal bells
Walk with me to which I fell
And found the world had gone to Hell
A body inside a body I can't describe
Told me to come alive
They did not sing, they will not sing
They will not sing to me that awful song
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Blood
00:57
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I never saw the sky this fucking gray
I know you mean well but you will never help me
It's not at all that I'm afraid to die
Sometimes I guess I still just want to live
Forty days and forty nights, I'll walk the woods
I have bonds to pay but still my gold's no good
My mind is running empty, my body's fucking cold
Still to this day, the apparitions yet unfold
Forty days and forty night, I'll walk the woods
I have bonds to pay but still my gold's no good
I'm a filthy fucking beast who's been whipped inside a cage
Bleeding from the limbs, breeding cowardice and rage
Left with a spineless body, a mindless dud
Lost in my own world built of shit and blood
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Dead
06:17
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Lands lost and burned
Darkest things remain unspoken
Bastard world, crowned with teeth
Gouging earth all cracked and broken
And candles lit glimmer endless nights
Bring my feet not to the lights
Heart beguiled and a mind so poisoned
No room to parley once the dead have woken
I know what you've sought to find
Gazing ever through to the windows of time
I know what forever has fought you
Crawling like a beast and at your worst it has caught you
I second that, I second that
"Memories and possibilities are ever more
hideous than realities."
"I have dwelt ever in realms apart from the visible world."
I have dwelt ever in realms apart from the Earth.
Dead, I'm dead.
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