1. |
Opiate
02:42
|
|||
|
Don't wet your lips, it won't cover your lisp
just bite your tongue
don't let it slip
there's enough of words
better left unheard
“Humility
is the crown of thorn we all must wear”
Mark my words
tougher mysteries have been solved
and better stories have been told
Cavity creeps always hide in your teeth
the rot works its way
like the things you say
until it reaches the pulp and then it's there to stay
“Humility
is the crown of thorn we all must wear”
Mark my words
tougher mysteries have been solved
and better stories have been told
|
||||
2. |
Blinded by His Eyes
03:55
|
|||
|
Track my tears
Back to his grave
“There's something beyond the mountain”
But it seems ever so distant
so far away
A single look
is all it takes
you lose yourself in excuses
and you can never go back
to that place
Blind so blind
I lost my sight the day you said we would be fine
Fine always fine
Don’t wanna get by on what we’re offered
A single look
A single look
A single look is all it takes
A single look
and tears well up
Blind so blind
I lost my sight the day you said we would be fine
Fine always fine
Don’t wanna get by on what we’re offered
Blind so blind
I lost my sight the day you said we would be fine
Fine always fine
We'll get our knives and slash your tires
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
When you grew up
not that long ago
your teacher split your lip for talking
it was no place for learning
To institute shame
in distant sections of the populace
using language as a mean of control
the making of a nation
What’s in a name?
A school bell rings
in a northern town
a spectre haunts the hallways
this is no place for learning
A silken tongue
softens the blow
so you decide to keep quiet
this is no place for learning
What’s in a name?
The first time smoke filled your lungs
You were eight and full of hate
What’s in a name?
|
||||
4. |
You Sweat It Out
06:21
|
|||
|
You sweat it out
in time alliances will fall
and no one
will be pardoned
You pull your weight
with crooked hands and aching back
and news
are never good now
Open ‘til two
let sorrow sing and marrow freeze
so we forget
our degradation
What unveils
may never be reversed again
it’s public
humiliation
The joke’s on us again and again
The joke’s on us again and again
Always on our part
always at our expense
|
||||
5. |
A Flash of Light
04:03
|
|||
|
A flash of light in the dead of night
A flash of light and hope was lit
every life was made for this
couldn’t read what should be read
couldn’t hear what had been said
we share a common name, we have a chance
What no scale what no scale can measure
the relief we felt when we escaped from all the pressure
A flash of light in the dead of night
A flash of light and the tension was gone
some mumbled phrases as we hurried along
speed is of the essence here
can’t rest they’re always near
we chose our exit then we disappeared
What no scale what no scale can measure
the relief we felt when we escaped from all the pressure
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
Brittle bones
break easily in winter time
and living isn’t easy
with a knife in your back
Let the child
speak its mind
In defense of lost causes
What was built
crumbles into ashes now
and labour stirs in its sleep
and objects to all past dreams
Let the child
speak its mind
In defense of lost causes
Any idea is better than the wasteland we’ve become
|
||||
7. |
Wolfman 2
04:46
|
|||
|
...
|
||||
Royal Downfall recommends:
Medelklasshelvetet EP
by Sista Brytet
Punk/pop coming straight from the heart without shortcuts past the brain.
go to albumIf you like Royal Downfall, you may also like:
Dissonant punk rock with an undercurrent of jubilance that puts noise and dynamics up front.
go to album
Laurels of the End of History
by Cime
This imaginative release from Monty Cime blends Latin folk music and experimental noise for a sense of surreal nostalgia.
go to album
Sleemo, from England, fuse math rock, punk, and brawny alt-rock on their volcanic new EP.
go to album
This Oakland group pulls no punches, serving up a hard-hitting punk album that recalls the blistering brilliance of Refused.
go to album
Boston indie rock stalwarts Pile pair lyrical brooding with their trademark askew chord progressions for a sense of magnificent tension.
go to album
