1. |
Making the Beast
02:18
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making
the
beast
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2. |
A Spectre Wrecked Her
04:16
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your god is a fraud
nothing more than a peasant
adorned with a paper crown
cowardice manifested
imaginary throne
when hollow eyes stare right through me
it makes it impossible
to decipher the lies around me
as I beg for the rationale
a thousand mouths speak a thousand lies
I can't stop listening
a thousand scars from a thousand knives
keep on opening
kill the insect that burrows within
digging beneath the skin
where is the god you promise me?
always absent
hanging by a noose
from every word
lead to the slaughter
by your own shepherd
everyone claims to see his light
but its difficult to believe
now that I see it for what it is
its easy to look away
your vision was clouded
by the promise hidden behind his eyes
all of life's lessons
seem to fall on deaf ears
your white light
is a bold faced fucking lie
a lie
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3. |
poundsignpuppytwerks
05:22
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the path to acceptance has
always been a jaded journey
conscience expanding
so I can finally disconnect this lifeline
shovel your dirt
believe in fairy tales
if it helps with the hurt
I am a blank slate
mold me into any shape
erasing faces
forgetting names
swallowing pride
without the fear of choking
something is missing
and it always has been
we are all guilty of heresy
I might burn in hell
but I will not be alone
disconnect the blackened heart
from the soul
what you're left with is
an abandoned vehicle
navigating all space and time
colliding with your who, what, when, why
if we could just breathe
breathe in this disease
always remembering
a tortured soul never dies
punished for crimes committed in past lives
you are a black slate
get immersed in someone else's dream
close your eyes and pray
doesn't make problems go away
rebirth has been rejected
time and time again
dead, buried, and quickly forgotten
this broken mirror does not reflect me
shattered like my belief in anything
straight to hell walking
an uneven line
stumbling as memories
fade with time
a lifetime of mistakes spent
on my knees groveling
my mind is racing
can you see what I see?
this broken mirror does not reflect me
something is missing
and it has always been
this broken mirror shows no reflection
we are all guilty of heresy
I might burn in hell
but you will be right next to me
do you see it?
I can see it
we will all see it
when it's too late
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can you help me find myself?
I was last seen standing by myself
everyone possesses a different perception
a different key to
a different lock
a different way of thinking
a different answer to
a different question
I can't focus on the path
laid out in front of me
so I turn my back
on the damage that I've helped create
these are the thoughts
that make me see red
I can't get theses images
out of my fucking head
my destiny laid out in front of me
as real as it feels
it is out of my reach
wake me when this life is over
so I can finally breathe
a sigh of relief
what I've been dreaming
is not my reality
far away from familiarity
deep inside a dream
floating above
spinning uncontrollably
this life I've lived
does not belong to me anymore
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5. |
The Bath of Khan
05:08
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change is necessary
when struggling to breathe
fire gives birth to a
whole new purpose
opportunity rises from
what once was
the dream isn't over but its getting close
life fades away and
all it leaves us with is
unanswered questions and broken promises
pain is imminent, death is not permanent
change is eventual
when you're dying
dissecting memories that have
long been regressed
grant me absolution
for sins I'll never confess
I need to know what happens
when people succumb to their own demons
my back is turned
my eyes are shut
death has come for me and
I'm fine with it
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6. |
Shitty Shitty Bang Bang!
06:20
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break down the sorrow
see where you find yourself
the answers elude rational thought
redemption is overrated
what the fuck has happened
to the life that we always imagined
we're running through this life
searching for the answers
but death is all around us
'cause the truth is a cancer
if I could pick apart the pieces
of this puzzle so incomplete
crumple up the fabric of consciousness
would I still feel weak?
if this is the end then I welcome
it with an open mind
nothingness, emotion absent
cut myself open to see if I still feel it
deconstructing everything. just to build
it back up form the embers that are
smoldering. the eyes will go blind
the mind will cease to grow. faces
will forever change. this place doesn't
feel like home
father time is choking
on the ashes of yesterday
eyes are blank, skin cold and gray
blood and vomit dried on his face
try to remain confident that a
fresh start is always just out of view
no more will the end of my world resemble you
I sit here waiting for things to go wrong
just like they always do
the end result cannot be avoided
so show me what I need to know
master of my own slavery, god of my own destiny
cutting out the tongues that dared to lash out
the clarity we seek is possible
the awakening in me is inevitable
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