![Afterdusk - Silent Planet](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/328475660313925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 01.11.2018
Song language: English
Afterdusk |
First the auspices, they came dripping from the sky, set their course to the |
coast, black sand blazing in their eyes. |
We woke and bore witness to a |
tarnished veil of gold tiny corpses line the strand, obsolescence unfolds. |
Intravenously, hypodermic pipelines seep toxins to the sea adorning our shores |
with negligence. |
Suffocate, immolate — cauterize the surface. |
Poison dances in |
the sky. |
Walk with me. |
Walk with me and see our colonies breeding dystrophy. |
Can you feel, feel the disconnect resonate, burn inside your chest? |
Palpitating, palpitating pulse — failing heart, cardiac convulse. |
The violence we love, it’s cyclical. |
We rise and we fall, it’s inevitable. |
Is it fatal? |
Is the fallout inevitable? |
It was all for nothing — spiraling out of control. |
(Misdirected decathect, both indirect and circumspect, oh architect of |
disconnect, in retrospect I now suspect.) |
Trace the hills with your hungry eyes. |
Witness how, like an orphan’s spine, |
cities protrude on the horizon line. |
Greed will rise and carve out the sky, |
blinding us to the… |
Repercussion. |
Pull the blood from the earth, leave a grave for your sons. |
Oil is the ink, fueling missiles like pens — writing oblivion. |
Walk with me. |
Walk with me and see our colonies breeding dystrophy. |
Can you feel, feel the disconnect resonate, burn inside your chest? |
Palpitating, palpitating pulse — failing heart, cardiac convulse. |
The violence we love, it’s cyclical. |
We rise and we fall, it’s inevitable. |
Is it fatal? |
Is the fallout inevitable? |
It was all for nothing — spiraling out of control. |
Is it fatal? |
Is the fallout inevitable? |
It was all for nothing — spiraling out of control. |
This violence we love, it’s cyclical. |
We rise and we fall, it’s inevitable. |
The violence we love, it’s cyclical. |
We rose just to fall. |
I followed the harm to the site of infection. |
The exit wounds where we made our |
home. |
We were gorged with the earth and drunk off the seas. |
And now we die with |
the taste of decay on our tongues. |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Depths III | 2018 |
Inhabit the Wound | 2016 |
Depths II | 2014 |
Firstborn (Ya'aburnee) | 2018 |
Panic Room | 2016 |
The New Eternity | 2018 |
Nervosa | 2016 |
Stockholm ft. Fit For A King | 2021 |
Vanity of Sleep | 2018 |
In Absence | 2018 |
Northern Fires (Guernica) | 2018 |
Psychescape | 2016 |
Visible Unseen | 2018 |
First Father | 2016 |
Dying in Circles | 2016 |
Orphan | 2016 |
Inherit the Earth | 2016 |
Understanding Love as Loss | 2016 |
Lower Empire | 2018 |
Share the Body | 2018 |