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Carcinogens
02:10
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Our heavy hands have ambitious plans
They brake everything they touch
The pretty face, the jock the brain
Deep inside they're all the same
Blackened and carcinogenic. We;re charred We're frail. Atrophied we're slowly dying. Inevitably we will fail.
Innoperable, corrupt. We're damned if we do, if not we're just fucked.
A short story summarized: Everything you love will die.
So why not give up? Why give a fuck?
When there is nothing for us in this life but accepting your death. When the sun explodes this will all be meaningless.
Blackened and carcinogenic. We;re charred We're frail. Atrophied we're slowly dying. Inevitably we will fail.
We work, manipulated, we're shrink wrapped and packed in a box. Our glory days spent up Look for direction in a pile of maps, torn, nervously rolled.
The cartographies show where we've been, but nowhere that we want to go.
The moment you accept you're a walking corpse is the moment you can start to live.
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Constant Defeat
02:01
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Life is long. I can't take much more. Days feel like I'm stuck in traffic. Always waiting, doing nothing, I just need to get my ass kicked.
What's wrong with me? Constant defeat. The days feel like weeks. Lifelong disease.
Why even bother? I don't know. I'm at the bottom with nowhere to go.
Do you ever feel tired from the constant defeat?
Can you remember something other than this misery?
Will there not come a day when the pain will dull?
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Spoils of War
01:15
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Stubborn and brooding
The sands of time slip away
A calendar measured by rage
catatonic for days fixated on hate
can't help think that this war is mine.
Im fighting
Don't know what I'm fighting for
I'm dying
The mind is the first casualty of war
The hope for the future is gone
Been living in past tense
A war that can never be won
The spoils of war are regrets
Manic and obsessed
Or focused and can't look away
Been staring at the ceiling for days
cracks dont have much say to I follow them to a violent place.
Im fighting
Don't know what I'm fighting for
I'm dying
The mind is the first casualty of war
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Lucid Dreams
01:34
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Awake with claw marks through my flesh. I'm panicked out of breath. The actions, innocent abominations.
Conscious but not in control
destructive actions take their toll
Awake but not alive
I'm Always sleep deprived.
Unlimited terror
The victims innocent, but it doesn't matter.
Nails infused with blood and skin I try to retrace. The complications fade, the vision escapes.
Conscious but not in control
destructive actions take their toll
Awake but not alive
I'm Always sleep deprived.
Unlimited terror
Everything is haze
is this not a dream?
My mind's eye is open, my eyes are shut.
Yet another life I struggle to control.
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Friction
01:09
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I wake up at last in a rush to unpack when reality fades
I never felt friction until my mind starting slipping away
the physics I lived for complicit in my cognitive decay
Time travel exists and the glitch in my mind is the catalyst
When is now? who is this? Anchored to the present by wrinkled skin.
I never felt friction until my mind starting slipping away
the physics I lived for complicit in my cognitive decay
I refuse to accept that whats left of my life is my mind's content
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