False Gods rain from the sky
as hopeless cities collapse beneath
a tied of arms reach out to grab us
and drag us into an ocean of the bereaved,
the tempest turns
tides of reality wash over shores of belief
and all your progress and your possessions
get washed out to sea.
Nobody knew that the road ahead
lead to little more than a lonely grave
and all the heavens that we had dreamed of
would always be a nights sleep away.
God was in your mind
and God was in your dreams
but never in reality
and your faith was never where it needed to be.
So, pave this path
bridge the gap
walk the cracks
don't watch life fade away.
There is nothing waiting for us in the end
all that's left for us is time
and you can't let that slip away,
don't let it slip away this time.
Every second becomes a memory
you can't let it slip away
everything loved becomes a memory
don't let it slip away this time.
There's not a single border
that our compasses can't find
there's not a single dark memory
that our pasts wont leave behind
and when this ice crumbles
we will stand on air
until the future unfolds
we will be waiting here.
The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022