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Old Timer
03:59
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Your face has grown rather long
You're still singing those same old songs
Your hair has turned from black to grey
Will you live to see another day
Your eyes give off a tired look
You close another chapter in your book
Wrinkles form words to the wise
You speak towards the time that you despise
The time that you despise
The time that you despise
The time that you despise
The time that you despise
You speak in only grunts and groans
You feel the seasons changing in your bones
Your stance has grown rather frail
You know that your heart is set to fail
Your heart is set to fail
Your heart is set to fail
Your heart is set to fail
Your heart is set to fail
The reaper sharpens his grim scythe
To await the day that in him you confide
Wrinkles form words to the wise
You speak towards the time that you despise
Your stance has grown rather frail
You know that your heart is set to fail
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2. |
Tall Trees
03:33
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The forest is where I went to save you
I fought the law but they turned me into
The bad man
In the Tall Trees I found revenge
A friendship I could not hope to mend
It was a bad plan
For family I killed again and again
But in the end I was killed by my own hand
Still I took a final stand
And I met my end
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3. |
The Wilderness
05:02
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Beyond my weary sight
I see only dreary trees
For miles around
Born to gnaw the Earth
So far from darker hearts
Where true love starts
In the wilderness I lost myself
At first length a reflection
The ever so cinematic end
What I came to need
I need something to depend on
So far from darker hearts
Where true love starts
In the wilderness I lost myself
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4. |
Pentecostal Demeanor
04:38
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Full Gospel Tabernacle
Humble church on the hillside
Services in the chapel
Paying your soul as a tithe
Into the pews you funnel
Rest on the misericord
Spew hymns for your precious God
Unto him your life has been moored
Pentecostal demeanor
Will fail you once again
Whether at morning or midnight
You'll gather for communion
Speak in tongues and lose yourself
With what you claim to be a holy union
I don't trust what the pastor feeds to me
I cannot reconcile
Things that I know to be true
While he feeds me lies with a smile
Pentecostal demeanor
Will fail you once again
Pentecostal demeanor
How much of my life did you spend?
All I see is a dread monument
To a colossal waste of time
I want to see it burning down
I want to see it bathed in flame
I seek no atonement
For abandoning you
If ever I'm in you again
I swear on my grave it will be too soon
Pentecostal demeanor
Will fail you once again
Pentecostal demeanor
How much of my life did you spend?
Pentecostal demeanor
Will fail you once again
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5. |
Cold Feet
02:58
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Find me in the shadows
Where nobody can see me
Hiding from the light source
In multiple shades of misery
Back in the open fields
I fell victim to a deadly frostbite
Permanent scarring
Nothing can ever go right
... for me
Cold feet are with me to the end of days
Cold feet guide me and tell me what to say
The blizzard rages on
A flurry of snow keeps me frozen
Ice permeates my palms
I am the song this weather's chosen
My blood slows to a crawl
Muscle and tendons ache to move at all
I struggle with every step
To run away from my own breath
Cold feet are with me to the end of days
Cold feet guide me and tell me what to say
Cold feet are with me to the end of days
Cold feet guide me and tell me what to say
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6. |
Blood, Sweat and Tears
02:50
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Blood, sweat and tears
Describes my formative years
Despite maturity I still retain the same old fears
Youth shall fade to dust
Time turns to rust
I am the product of devotion to hedonist lust
Seeking the left hand path
I have no patience for wrath
To achieve my goals I'd take a swim in a bloodbath
Excretions for a trophy
Champion of atrophy
My energy is sapped along this quest to entropy
Lethargic I lie in bed
Soon I shall end up dead
To my vices I've found my soul's a newlywed
Rotting, yellow teeth
Breath that smells of feet
You know what they say, you are what you eat
Poison drips from my tongue
Even as I sing this song
Only blackened blood shall be spewed forth from my lungs
No matter what I do
I still succumb to you
I am my own defeat 'cause the dragon cannot be eschewed
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7. |
Under the Weather
03:06
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Under the weather
The sun does not always shine
It's cloudy most of the time
Whether it be one or nine
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Rain is more commonplace
I put on a faithless face
To hide my own disgrace
Under the weather
My heart is full of hate
Forever I am irate
Towards my dread soulmate
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Under the weather
Every day I kill
More of myself for the thrill
Of losing my living will
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8. |
Lone Wolf
04:32
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I've got a bad heart
I know it's cold
My soul is black
My church is black
Grime is all I know
If you pull back the curtain
That shields you from my eyes
You'll see the gaze
Of a man who blames
Himself despite the guise
I have no quarrel with you
Please just leave me be
I have no desire
To converse with any of you
Yet my mind is screaming "Please!"
My call for help is a mute one
Grunge bleeds from my ears
I've buried the cost
All hope is lost
I give in to every last fear
A lone wolf is what I'll become
No love to share with anyone
And when my time is at an end
My father won't even weep for his only son
My spirit is ugly
My nose runs red with blood
I'm killing every last goddamned inch of myself
Until I drown in this sorrowful flood
I am now what I feared to be
I hate this bloodied face
A poor visage
In a hopeless mirage
I long for an escape from this place
Don't bother making me laugh
I swear to you that it's a lost cause
I'll die alone
As the tarot has shown
Because self-loathing has given no pause
Draw the knife up to my neck
Place the noose upon me
I am sworn to the grave
This is no mistake
I am my own worst enemy
A lone wolf is what I've become
No love to share with anyone
And now my time is at an end
Nobody shall weep for this lonely one
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9. |
White Walker
01:17
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When the long night comes
They'll come for you
When the winter falls
They'll run to you
When the wall falls down
It all falls down
Oh ...
When the forests freeze
We're all to die
When the glaciers bleed
The north will cry
And by our own misdeeds
On flesh we'll feed
Oh ...
When the long night came
They came for me
When the winter fell
They ran to me
When the wall fell down
We fed the ground
Oh ...
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10. |
Dragon
02:51
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Dragon, flying through the air
Trophy, source of my despair
Thing that I cannot attain
Struggling to feel that again
Lover, lying waiting while I
Suffer, the stress of my
Own self-imposed incompetence
Where went my confidence?
I sought the dragon to repair my soul
I thought the dragon would make me whole
I sought the dragon to repair my soul
I thought the dragon would make me whole
Liar, filling my head with more
Fire, to burn away the walls
That held my sanity in place
Now its leaking from my face
Misty, my eyes erupt from your
Shifty, gait at which you walk
Poisonous like a snake
I should've know that this was my fate
I sought the dragon to repair my soul
I thought the dragon would make me whole
I sought the dragon to repair my soul
I thought the dragon would make me whole
I sought the dragon to repair my soul
I thought the dragon would make me whole
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