The Swell

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Brenton Weir- Guitars, Vocals
Chris Clark- Guitars
Lukas Rappitsch- Bass
Chris Holtum- Drums

lyrics

Winter sonnet upon my lips
the ink melts the ice from my eyes
poignant semblance on the blade of a knife
agitation quenched
lobotomized

I bargained on the cusp of oblivion
soul stripped and calling pinned to the wheel
servitudes chains crimson cold
oppressor maiden of the starless night

ancestral fire dreams laid unto the pyre
salted virtues yet I still hear her cry
carve the decadence to a face of repugnance
in silence the inanimate mourn

by the bedside prayer devine
demons calling the depths death offers her hand
your final sanctuary no dreams breed here
in breathless sleep alone

out of sight the current takes hold
darkness creeps like a child
nameless but born ( I am born)
the eyes bleed into me rivers to my heart

frothing and purging black merk of the repressed
white noise mockery in a tinnitus shrill

I held no hands in mine
merged into the grey
watchers cast all judgement
and believe

No voice of reason
eyes of sorrow
no envy in the blackened depths
Ill bask in you and sanctify the solace in natural force

shadows forever haunt wave lapping memories
all stolen and lost to the damning
sea
I have crawled back into creation
found solace in oblivion
sworn body and life to a dateless bargain with death
for truth

eyes see through the timeless the vacuous the form
stripped robbed of innocence of beauty and grace

in blind indignation I have tortured the minds and the souls of the few I loved

on weathered cliffs of death an epiphany spewed forth
sighted rot and old blood

tainted worship to a nameless god
bringer of sanctuary to my orphaned soul
naked to your mercy I pray
opening sufferance and decay

I bowed to the hammer now in darkness I swell
oh envy the rising chest
oh taker forgive me turn the count to zero hour
I will tear into the womb and turn the key to reset

to wash hands clean a call to action to a sterile phase
my eyes bleed and the moon cries
in discord I fight she sighs to the tide
forget my voice
nails in an orchard
erase all choice
my childlike dreaming

romancing death tis blighted peace through fathomless blackness from whence purity.

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from The Swell, track released July 17, 2017

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