Haken
Album • 2020
I've been holding on too tight to let you go and now I'm sinking in the mire. Wish we could go back to how it was but we're too close to the wire. Cross the line on my horizon, sapiens pervade like a virus, finding solace in isolation. If the wolf cries "boy" keep calm and carry on. Dead among the living, nothing to believe in, making sinners of saints. And all the fears unfaced swarming all around me like ants. As the flame is prised away from the moth. Stronger in their numbers, turning on each other. Is this out of our hands? Holding on too tight to let you go, now I'm sinking in the mire. Wish we could go back to how it was but we're too close to the wire. If I give them an inch they take a mile and does love have to be tough, cruel to be kind? Think of all the people you have turned your back on, do you mourn the lost souls from your pale high horse? I've been holding on too tight to let you go and now I'm sinking in the mire. Wish we could go back to how it was but we're too close to the wire. Fly without fear of landing, welcome into the fold and not all who wander shall be lost. Surrounded yet somewhat lonely the carousel claims its toll, paying a price not counting costs. What if the weight is lifted hen we are all renewed, when will the penny ever drop? Who will our burdens carry, who will not shed a tear if our pulse should ever stop? Hold on tight and never let me go and take me back to how it was before. Hell knows I was holier than thou but heavy is the head that wears the crown.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
I bit my tongue for far too long, salt hits the wound, I'm dormant but the night is young. No punishment deserved this crime and patience can wait 'cause the last thing on your side is time. Temptation reminds me, my weakness defines me. You lend an ear, I chew it off, you disappear to see how quickly we move on. To cut you slack is to concede I'd face the facts but I don't believe a thing I read. The monster inside me ascending the ivory, temptation reminds me my weakness is defining me. And maybe I'll never find my voice, could I ever change a thing? When will my signal turn to noise from a whisper to a scream? When did we make our peace, violence? Grounds will bleed for those who heed silence! How can truth set me free when we're still pretending? And all I need is to be heard when you're talking over me. And maybe I'll never find my voice, could I ever change a thing? When will my signal turn to noise from a whisper to a scream? When did we ever had a choice, could we never change a thing? Maybe I'll only strain my voice with a whisper to a scream.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
Here I lay, far from grace, I'll remember the pretenders, save your tears. As I'm summoned hither and one last breath, I wither. No remorse, no redemption, only stars form the heavens. No more gods yield before us, all is clear as I end.
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