Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Dissonance Of Discontent, artist - Showbread. Album song No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
The Dissonance Of Discontent |
We’ve come so far, and here we are |
Amidst the endless hum |
No wind worth chasing, no revolution |
No blazing battle drum |
We laughed as we said, «the music is dead» |
We’ve plucked out it’s eyes, we’ve shattered it’s head |
My work is so weary so let it be said «Father, thy will be done.» |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
We laughed as we said, «the music is dead» |
We’ve plucked out it’s eyes, we’ve shattered it’s head |
My work is so weary so let it be said «Father, thy will be done.» |
Instruments make the best sounds as they’re breaking |
People make the best smiles when they’re faking |
Notes are shattered, blood is spattered |
The night is ours for the taking |
And what shall we say now that it is gone? |
In ours eyes are no tears, in our hearts are no songs |
And now we’ve gone pale, what was it we saw? |
The beauty, the horror |
Of rock that is so raw |