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Ships Set to Sail
03:57
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The fragrance in the air
Was composed of
Hidden truth behind the scene
As I was welcomed
But I could smell the stench
Filling up the mood well
And as the night peeled over
So did the outcome
I feel like the black sheep
In the herd tonight
Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I’d paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
(Wishful thinking can take the blame)
As I
Made my way I felt the presence of an omen
My body shivered as the ground left the soles of my feet
But like the sacred box, it just had to be open
Curiosity killed the lives left inside of me
What lied beyond this illuminated door?
It seemed surreal as If I stood at heaven’s gate
But it was perfumed with the soothing lights
While it turned out to be a hellish fate
Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I’d paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
(Wishful thinking can take the blame)
I skinned the darkness alive with the cold sharp steel
From the blade of this knife, that left an ambient feel
Nothing covered them but my silhouette at fourteen
I walked away with no heart I left that house with no means
To ever come back to the scene of the crime
Where my heart fell from my chest and hit the floor
Like a body that jumps but nobodies there to mourn
This band of thieves I once knew as good friends
Are now nothing more than just pieces of shit
Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I'd paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
Wishful thinking can take the fucking blame.
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2. |
Where It Hurts the Most
04:31
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My heart has bruises
And these bruises have swelled up
From regret beating the living shit out of me
At where it hurts the most
Is this what I deserve?
Or a lesson to learn
An eye for an eye
It’s just the way that my brain works
Self-Infliction on each and every mistake that I’ve made
Night after night my sanity is left in such a quake
(My sanity is left in such a quake)
But no instead it’s the barrier that I built inside
Versus my guilty conscience that wants me to die
Because it knows what will happen if it burns me alive
From the ashes like a phoenix I will rise
But I’m Scared of the wait
That I’ll endure
So How long will it take
For me to grow?
A constant reminder
Of the damage I’ve done
And the ties that I’ve severed
Oh, how I just let them all rot away
I thought that my hope and faith left me when I was oh so weak
But it just turns out I ditched them and left them in their own graves
But somehow they made their way back to my side
Even through the hard times they show more commitment than me
Deep down I’ve found I have a strong will to survive
It’s always been there to pick me up from the cold and meek
But I’m Scared of the wait
That I’ll endure
So how long will it take
For me to grow
I beat myself up
Till I’m bruised and broken
And on the floor
Till I’m broken
And on the floor
But I’m Scared of the wait
That I’ll endure
But I’m Scared of the wait
That I’ll endure
So how long will it take
For me to grow
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3. |
I Feel the Light
05:10
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Breathing lightly to not let this hinder
The choking silence that has blanketed over
I feel the light
Escaping with what strength it has left
To get out of this perplexing room
But it begs me before I
Leave here to get this letter back to his
Home bearing the weight she soon will know
The sweet silent weeps
What we find is nothing
But a man lost in the darkest
Depths of his own actions plagued by
The pain of her
Heart
By candlelight, her face was shaped by the dark
Writing Goodbye to the one “, I loved,”
And on that night she took all his belongings
Burned all the memories and
Promises then she fell short from her worth
What she found was nothing
At the bottom of this empty bottle
No relief or comfort
Like in the arms of her beloved
Time hasn’t healed
She set herself
On a path to find his grave
A last farewell while her life decays
As she reached the rusted gates
She found his tombstone and fell to her knees
She spoke softly, “My love how long it’s been since I last saw you,
Every day I stared at the front door, thinking you’d walk in again…….”
Before she could finish her words, she died, and in that moment she became a ghost,
As she looked down at herself, a hand made her turn around,
And her eyes lit up just like that flame that burned
Breathing lightly to not let this hinder
The choking silence that has blanketed over
I feel the light escaping
I feel the light
I feel the light escaping
(What we find here is something more than the explicit nature of life)
I feel the light
Where has it gone?
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4. |
History In the Making
02:48
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It’s been riding on me for fucking long enough
Weight of the world is causing such a fuss
It’s always whining and complaining that I never give a fuck
Of its questions and concerns when I don’t want to talk
Listening to you is like razor blades to my ears
Silence is all, which I need from you
There’s pressure that’s been building all of this time
Fault line that could lead to a horrible crime
It’s history in the making if it happens soon enough
A public display of telling you
To Shut the Fuck
Up
It’s been riding on me
For long enough
Weight of the world is causing such a fuss
It’s always whining and complaining that I never give a fuck
Of its questions and concerns when I don’t
Want to talk
Suffering from you, driving me insane god help me
Pulling my hair, at the thought of you
Fuck
Where the hell did you come from, mental institute?
Dosed up on thinking the world revolves around you
And you act like you care and you think that you’re tough
But you should take my advice right now
And Shut
The Fuck
Up
You’re not a preacher so stop preaching to me
You think your helping but your words are dead to me
Ignorant and shallow deeper than your grave
The One I’ll put you in if you keep talking to me
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5. |
Son of No Man
01:31
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I’m no son of a man
But of a bastard who drank
His sorrows and drove out his Lover
And his only son away
To roam this desert, these wasted streets
I’m no son of a man
But of a bastard who drank
His sorrows and drove out my mother
And me away
Yeah me
Away
Walls
Were the only
Witnesses
Of the day by day
War
That raged on
With the bull and his horns
Charging away
The only thing that you could never paint
Was a fucking happy family
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Mourning Sun (TX) San Antonio, Texas
Mourning Sun (TX) is a San Antonio-based metalcore band established in 2017.
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