Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Embers to End , by - Respire. Song from the album Black Line, in the genre РокRelease date: 03.12.2020
Record label: Church Road
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Embers to End , by - Respire. Song from the album Black Line, in the genre РокEmbers to End |
| (twentytwenty, was it all worth it? |
| Bodies line the years, doomed kin festers) |
| Survive |
| Survive this by screaming into yourself |
| Things can’t get worse, every year only seems |
| To feel worse (when they come for you) |
| Are we all safe now? |
| are we all fitting in? |
| Assimilate to forget we never belonged |
| Dissociate to beset the nature of fleetingness |
| The fear (will it comfort you?) |
| Th home we dreamt up, carrid away |
| The home we dreamt up, carried away |
| The life we could have had, a promise never meant |
| I thought I knew where I came from |
| Where I fit in, where I relate |
| The tides will change |
| The ground will shift |
| Nothing stays true |
| (meant nothing) |
| You strive all your life to feel welcome in their world, paying dues — used, |
| consumed |
| When their walls come tumbling down, who’d you think will be the first blamed |
| for the fall |
| Fire feeds panic swells (false sense security) |
| Desperate, take the bait |
| Chaos feeds hatred sells (false flag civility) |
| Desolate, take the fall |
| (oh god) |
| You don’t know what you have till it’s gone |
| Stars won’t smile on you (stars won’t smile) |
| There’s no end in sight |
| Where you don’t lose it all |
| No matter when, no matter how |
| So fester, wound |
| Death kneels hardly still |
| Time ends on all |
| Fester, wound |
| We lost our home and so will you |
| Time ends on all still |
| Saving nothing, flailing down (coward) |
| We’ll always get the last word (choke) |
| Only time till we’re all displaced (another war) |
| Who will get the last laugh? |
| (one last laugh) |
| Frail obedient wretch |
| Swallow grievance from a millionaire’s scorn |
| You’re nothing more than an ember to the flame |
| The fires rage to your neighborhoods still |
| Coward, you’re nothing more than an ember to the flame |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Tempest | 2020 |
| Flicker and Faint | 2020 |
| Cicatrice | 2020 |
| Lost Virtue | 2020 |