Strife Machine piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
...and Your Suns Turned Away
Another future under a train Dreams painting the iron tracks and stone Someone else removes the traces Further down the line, it repeats An only wish for a reasonable desire A map of realistic distances But it never was Your lives will join you...
A Grave Mocked with Lice
Shallow under the sludge Drowned in the filth Crowned in maggots The joints become rot As each bone fall apart Abandoned Dead under the clean sky
At the Opaque Mourning
Wrestled to the blank ground Tear eaters Whisper to the king alone All the while they feast Whisper to the fog and all When all is left is none
Eyes of the Buried
At dawn they left, with trails of ash and bone The brick chimney breathed them away The real manifestation of life Taken by itself away If only the leeches sing their song But they wouldn’t even if they could They were silenced Again, by themsel...
Martyrs
Too long of nothing, a rain turned away Under a sun that doesn't nor will never shine Over the damp earth, a living Only without and within, do we see My remorse lies in yesterday But you will be proven wrong and unjust Taste the bitter steel Fo...
Moss
Deep engravings into the stone And left in the corner under the old tree Centuries past and the stone remains But the memory died The faded marble eyes of the angel Turn away from it Almost in shame With the grey rain came cracks And the memo...
Nail Grenade
Forever lying in a field of rotten tombs Relienquised of life and Any trace of human form Picked apart By carrion angels Feasting on stagnant memories Enough Enough of the phoenix Enough of the truth The shards of the blast of pain Tear yo...
Psychiatric Espionage
The cold black enshrouds me As I clear my mind, though the solution Six pallets downed The underneath of skin revealed I ask the companion moon for solace It looks away
The Bleeding
Drifting through corridors Screaming for the light Only the last of the stones remain With their runes inscribed Standing firm with a foam backbone Triumphant over a ghost The suicidal hallucination Or a dream laced in your sorrow?
The Oldest Plague
Tendrils reaching for the undefended Injecting deep inside Throats slowly close away In the morning The funeral moves Down into Earth