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Bloodlines and Fragments
04:06
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FUCK THIS SHIT UP
DISGUST IS ALL I SEE
I'M FAR AWAY FROM FREE
SLAVE TO MYSELF
BLOODLINES AND FRAGMENTS
STILL FEELIN THE PAIN
UNDERNEATH MY SKIN
STILL WALKING IN RAIN
BEGGING IN VAIN
STILL FEELIN THE PAIN
UNDERNEATH MY SKIN
STILL WALKING IN RAIN
BEGGING IN VAIN
I'M FAR AWAY FROM FREE
SLAVE TO MYSELF
BLOODLINES AND FRAGMENTS
Motherfucker, smell the sulfur
switched to anger instead of suffer
For too long claiming self-pity
while the noose that I knot ain’t a remedy
I got raised by, so you understand why,
this idea of being the good guy
took the shots like a vest of kevlar
`til I collapse under society’s pressure
You trying to tell me that god has a plan that soon will work out for me yeah?
I’m tired of waiting and being unconscious since this shithole became hell
Seeking while bleeding, screaming while sleeping - on the inside I’m dead
fixing the pieces, fury releases - fighting the outside instead
FIGHTING THE OUTSIDE INSTEAD
DROPS OF BLOOD DRIP ON THE FLOOR
SPLINTERS REVEAL MALICIOUS CORE
EYES ARE RED AS IF CHOKED BY SERPENTS
TO MY FEET: BLOODLINES AND FRAGMENTS
You might have, recognized now
carry some shit, still do anyhow
while I reflect, on the subject,
cleaning heater, like a prospect
I’m a product of this world and
won’t leave until the day this world ends
Hell embraced myself and my home
will leave but for sure not alone
Bringing the peace was never my goal
Bringing the sword is part of my soul
Believing in me, ain’t playing a role
you cannot relate? keep going to scroll
I don’t give a single fuck, FUCK FUCK
NO I DON’T GIVE A SINGLE FUCK
NO COMPROMISE
NO FUCKING LIES
HERE IS TO MY FEET
BLOODLINES AND FRAGMENTS
MOTHERFUCKER, SMELL THE SULFUR
SWITCHED TO ANGER INSTEAD OF SUFFER
FOR TOO LONG CLAIMING SELF-PITY
WHILE THE NOOSE THAT I KNOT AINT A REMEDY YO
I GOT RAISED BY, OH
THIS IDEA OF BEING THE GOOD GUY
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2. |
Res Non Verba
03:44
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YES I CAN HEAR YOU
THESE WORDS AIN'T NEW TO ME
THIS TALK SEEMS TO LAST
BUT NO ACTIONS TO SEE
CAN YOU HEAR ME
I'VE LOST MY FAITH IN THIS
WE’RE JUST DOING TOO WELL
WE’RE JUST WAY TOO WELL
LESS TALK
Less talk
Motherfucker can you tell me why you’re repeating yourself
Why the hell we lost the skill of debating ourselves
While the house we are living in is burning to ground
Less talk
I’m fucking tired of bridging the gaps
While more and more are just waving the flags
Just pointing out with no solution at hand
Less talk
YOU UNDERSTAND
LESS FUCKING TALK
ALL TALK, NO WALK
LOTS OF NOISE
CURSING PEOPLE WITH A VOICE
Yes I heard your shit a thousand times
‘Next song ‘bout nazis and this world of lies’
If only I could be that wise
Tell me more
Claiming slogans in order to fit
But backstabbing when reality hits
I’ve seen it all with wide-open eyelids
Tell me more
There is this urge to scream and shout
I get when words are leaving your mouth
Every syllable is wasting my time
But tell me more
People keep talking for the sake of speech
But in the end they got nothing to teach
Nothing to teach but shitload to preach
Tell me no more
YOU DON'T SEEM TO BE SO TALKY AND BRAVE
WITH THIS RED DOT DANCING ON YOUR FACE
RES NON VERBA
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3. |
Sinking
04:07
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OH
I CAN'T ESCAPE THE BURDEN OF LIFE
HANGING ON THE CLIFF
THAT'S WHAT WE ALL DO
UNTIL WE’RE LOSING GRIP
DRIFTING ON THE SEA
THAT'S WHAT WE ALL DO
UNTIL WE
SINK
Sinking, drifting, sinking, drifting, sinking, drifting
SINKING
My boat keeps sinking since it’s bloody day of birth
So I expect my death
I remember all the people who reach out their hands
I pulled them down to death
The ones I love I saved by cutting the ropes
While I sink into depth
The blue and deep begins flooding my lungs
That’s when I realize
PAIN
LIFE MEANS PAIN
LIFE IS PAIN
PAIN
Life means war and peace
Life is choking in order to breath
Life means freedom and slavery
No happiness without the misery
We are just in the same thunderstorm
We are not in the same BOAT
WE ARE JUST IN THE SAME THUNDERSTORM
WE ARE NOT IN THE SAME BOAT
WE ARE JUST IN THE SAME THUNDERSTORM
WE ARE NOT IN THE SAME BOAT
DRIFTING ON THE SEA THAT'S WHAT WE DO
WE CAN'T ESCAPE THE BURDEN OF LIFE
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Mantra
03:24
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YEAH
I WASN'T LYING WHEN I TOLD YOU THAT I'M CLOSE TO THE EDGE
FEELS LIKE STANDING TO A WALL STRAIGHT WITH MY BACK
IN CONSEQUENCE I DRAW A LINE BETWEEN YOU AND ME
EXTRA BOLD AND EXTRA DEEP
EXTRA RED
MANTRA
MANTRA
For too long I slept with one eye open
They called me 'victim', for too long my slogan
The 'how to endure' left me sick and broken
I get up, get up ready to burn an ocean
Feels like I am waking from a coma
My end’s what begins, omega—alpha
I seek for payback, now you can call me karma
I get up, get up and stick to my mantra
FUCK
THIS PLACE
BETWEEN MY
(between my)
EARS AIN'T GOOD
THIS PLACE
BETWEEN MY
(between my)
EARS IS A BAD NEIGHBORHOOD
SO STAY AWAY
AND KEEP YOUR DISTANCE
DO NOT APPROACH ME
AT ANY INSTANCE
THIS PLACE
BETWEEN MY
(between my)
EARS IS A BAD NEIGHBORHOOD
THIS PLACE
BETWEEN MY
(between my)
EARS IS A BAD NEIGHBOR…
HOOD
STILL I CALL IT MY HOME
WHERE I ROT ON MY
OWN (yes)
OWN (yes)
OWN
For too long I slept with one eye open
They called me 'victim', for too long my slogan
The 'how to endure' left me sick and broken
I get up, get up ready to burn an ocean
Feels like I am waking from a coma
My end’s what begins, omega—alpha
I seek for payback, now you can call me karma
I get up, get up and stick to my mantra
MANTRA
SO STAY AWAY
AND KEEP YOUR DISTANCE
DO NOT APPROACH ME
AT ANY INSTANCE
REPEATING MANTRA
ROTTING ON MY OWN
REPEATING MANTRA
ROTTING ALONE
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