
Date of issue: 21.05.2014
Song language: English
Searching For A Former Clarity |
No, the doctors didn’t tell you that you were dying |
They just collected their money and sent you on your way |
But you knew all along, went on pretending nothing was wrong |
You said I will keep my focus until the end |
And in the journal you kept by the side of your bed |
You wrote nightly an aspiration of developing as an author |
Confessing childhood secrets of dressing up in women’s clothes |
Compulsions you never knew the reasons to |
Will everyone you ever meet or love |
Be just a relationship based on a false presumption? |
Despite everyone you ever meet or ever love |
In the end, will you be all alone? |
As the disease spread slowly through your body |
Pumped by your heart to the tips of your arms and your legs |
Your greatest fear was that your mind wouldn’t last |
The coherency and alertness would be the first things to fade |
As your hair thinned, as the weight fell off |
As your teeth blackened, as the lesions spotted your skin |
As you fell to your knees in the center of the stage |
As you offered witness to mortality in exchange for the ticket price |
As the lights blended into the continuing noise |
As all hope was finally lost |
Adrenaline carried one last thought to fruition: |
Let this be the end |
Let this be the last song |
Let this be the end |
Let all be forgiven |
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Stop! | 2007 |
Thrash Unreal | 2007 |
I Was a Teenage Anarchist | 2011 |
Ache With Me | 2011 |
Borne on the FM Waves of the Heart | 2007 |
White People for Peace | 2007 |
Pints of Guinness Make You Strong | 2018 |
Baby, I'm an Anarchist! | 2018 |
Transgender Dysphoria Blues | 2013 |
Spanish Moss | 2011 |
White Crosses | 2011 |
Piss and Vinegar | 2007 |
New Wave | 2007 |
Because of the Shame | 2011 |
Animal | 2007 |
Up the Cuts | 2007 |
Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious... | 2018 |
People Who Died | 2018 |
Suffocation | 2011 |
Holy Shit! | 2005 |