Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Firstwake, artist - Silent Planet. Album song The Night God Slept, in the genre Date of issue: 09.11.2014
Record label: Solid State
Song language: English
Firstwake |
| You’d be choking on your flame |
| My Son without a name |
| Made king of all the wastes |
| And forever will swallow us alive |
| We’ll be abstracted from time |
| We can let the tides wash over |
| This is the epilogue to the introduction (Lost in the sound) |
| Hold tight to all your systematic theories |
| That help you to sleep at night |
| But remember |
| That there could be no sufficient certitudes in hell |
| Father, forgive them for they know not what they do |
| Mother, receive me because I’m coming home to you |
| Does this cup run dry? |
| Look at what we’ve done again |
| We wage war in the name of love |
| Using gold to fill the holes in your hands |
| Caught in the paradox |
| Juxtaposed between bifurcated black and white… |
| And my propensity to fail you |
| Caught in the cyclical narrative of violence that invokes your name to justify |
| genocide |
| They’ll take everything |
| We traded water for salt |
| Something whole for something equally as broken as us |
| Now dying of thirst |
| We’ll write this out in blood and shut you in a stone cold time |
| Where the air rots out, leaving us alone |
| We chose to be alone |
| I was given to cup to quench parched tongues |
| But I became drunk |
| And lust lynched my lungs |
| Father, forgive them. |
| For they know not what they do |
| Mother, receive me, because I’m coming home to you |
| Does this cup run dry? |
| For they know not what they do |