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Obsidian Limb
04:44
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I glimpsed horizons of miles of glass
Memories of a place that's all I ask
one more sight of her
nothing scrapes this sky
for all I see ensnared to endless stride
are boundless oceans of sand
What will I be for all you see are failing limbs, life is fleeting
Save me
Celestial
Sands approaching
All I wish for is sweet release
The sun burned out
Left me withered in the heat
I wish to great Death
Old friends reunited
Sands approaching
All I wish for is sweet release
Sandstorm approaching
All I wish for is sweet release
Daughter of the sky
Free me, grant me relief
Daughter of the sky
Oh to see her once more
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2. |
Unchain the Colours
05:47
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I fail to see why I'm here
Locked in your prison of seclusion
Close your eyes and you will see
The blackened void that fills me
Force fed your judgement and reality is torn away
(Pre-chorus):
What's left in me?
Nothing's unbroken by the lies you weave
Pulled to the depths of your lake of blame
and you laughed as I struggled to breathe
(Chorus):
Unchain the colours and let them fly
Free me from the prison inside my mind
Pull back the shame and cast it away
Before I go insane
(Pre-chorus)
(Chorus)
I will not be broken by you
The end is in sight but I won't go
Breathe in deep, find a reason to live
Life will go on
Life will go on
The end is in sight but I won't go
In the end I won't suffocate
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Axiom
05:54
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Wake love
The time has come
You’re mine
Always will be
Feed
Give me
All you can feel
Live your life inside this regime
Draining
Likeness of monarchy
We’ve got your dreams under lock and key
Serve me
This will become of you
The telltales that they spread
Object greed breeds your life of fear
Fallen upon deaf ears.
Buy this, ingest that, succumb
Buy this, ingest that, succumb
Serve me, bent knee, deliverance
Your spirit
Give me
All you can feed
Live your life inside this regime
Draining
Likeness of monarchy
We’ve got your dreams under lock and key
To find me
To consume me
The mirror lied
Breathe in the toxic light
The window by the wall
Love / lust
Give me what I need
You will find what you seek
Lies - vile putrid lies
The widowed scribe
Captured by soulless blight
The waters reflection
Give / take
You must have seen
What all have been
Forgotten, the taken spirit
Perceive
Fallen spirits soar
Opened mind
Find me
Consume the time
Wake my love
The time has come
You’re mine
Always will be
Feed
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Sigil
01:50
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A sigil
The wattle-faced bird in the glass calls
Its fruit so saccharine, filled with disease
A bitter burn with embrace so tender crystallising within me
Mocking
The lamb, rife with excess, a foul expression of low worth
Abhorrent, the taste of lime, piss and decay, I can't tear myself away
...and enduring this disgusting slog is just a miniscule paresthesia when compared to the ant's nest that I suffer every day when I neglect to indulge
I want to stop and I want to die every time that I don't
I can stop, and I want to cry in the times that I won't
A sigil
A bishop, a bison, the fur of the wolf
A sickening aura of liquids that choke and a monolith urge that won't allow sleep, joy, or even the most simple of feelings - the ability just to feel
I've been robbed by the creatures of the woodlands, left beaten and bloodied in the bushes, and the air is thick with dysphoria
I breathe naught from the greenery around me
It has turned black - in sync with my synapses
I glance the ash long rested upon my skin
I still feel its burn down to my bones
The first step is far behind me, the step I've taken so many times just to crumble 'neath my own weight
And the path I began on has turned to rubble, razed by myself before I could see just what I had done
The animals stalk me hungrily and I cannot run
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The First Step
04:30
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You never think it'll happen to you
Until it finally does
Mangled midweek in a foreign abode, emptying your cup
Self-reward with selfish acts til I can hardly walk
As I keep on telling myself, "just one more won't hurt"
My insides ignite
So full that I can't see
Losing time as days slip by and my head is on fire
Clouded by rainstorms that won't drift away
Fueled by addictive desire
How can I break this cycle of pain when the poison is the cure?
I can't break free but I can't take this any more
I'm not in control any more
This is not me
Drunk - simply not
Home - lost all
Control - drown in the
Grave - I can't
Drunk - simply not
Home - lost all
Control - drown in the
Grave - I can't resist
Just take a fucking look at yourself
A miserable man with nothing left
Spent every cent on certain death
Nothing to show but poison on your breath, your lungs, your gut, your heart
This should have been obvious right from the start
How did it end up like this?
This gradual suicide is no longer bliss
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6. |
Withering
06:52
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When I fail
My mind sails
Leave a mark upon my skin
Amidst the pain
With nothing to gain this time
Cast it off
Seal it away
Drop the scene
Sense the screams
Feel alone
It follows you home
You’ve always failed to understand
the way I've felt, the water
The poison in life
My bloodshot eyes
Tainted by the toxins I supplied
That sent me on my way
Down a path I now despise
If I could be witness to the greatest mess
The pain
The suffering through the nights
shine the day, the sunlight breaks
The deepest shade of grey
I will resist it all
Fuck the beckoning call
Someday
The mirror will reflect love
As hatred melts away
These hands are finally mine
I’m screaming
I am alive
If I could be witness to the greatest mess
The pain
The suffering through the nights
seize the day, through dark, they say
the sunlight shines the way
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Vespertine Vescada Perth, Australia
Progressive Metal from Perth, Western Australia, fusing elements of classic prog with newer metal styles to create an intense listening experience. FFO: Mastodon, Opeth, early Metallica, Car Bomb, Caligula's Horse
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