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Fault
03:33
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Yesterday echoes, caressing my skin, blistered and beaten, cold and biting. Grinding teeth on my own grave.
Separated from the sun, losing light, ripping sutures from scars not yet healed over by time.
I'm still trying to erase your name from my being, but I've carved it so deep into my marrow that your spirit resonates with every single breath I take. So bleed me dry in this ache of mine, and cut the ties that bind.
My trembling hands losing grip, and growing numb in the dark. I can't stay here anymore. I've grown content in my sacrifice. The architect of my demise.
Holding hell in the palm of my hands, a razor blade's edge separates where I've been from who I am. Carved into me, gripping my neck, I crossed out your name again.
Thread my wounds together with your silver linings and all the dreams you stole, or let me bleed out what little hope I've held on to.
My trembling hands losing grip, and growing numb in the dark. I can't stay here anymore. I've grown content in my sacrifice. The architect of my demise.
My trembling hands losing grip, and growing numb in the dark. I can't stay here anymore. I've grown content in my sacrifice. I'll cut the ties that bind.
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Dusk
03:50
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Spiraling downward from pedestal to grave. Caught in a landslide, buried beneath your waves. Hold it in and take the blame. Your sun has set on me.
Bite my tongue, the blood runs hot against my cheek. Choking down daggers to keep myself from sinking into the emptiness that consumes me.
Taste regret, iron, and red. Mouth the words and I'll pretend they've gone unnoticed. Taste regret, iron, and red. Mouth the words and I'll pretend to be unaffected.
This life in loathing stole everything from me.
Spiraling downward from pedestal to grave. Caught in a landslide, buried beneath your waves. Hold it in and take the blame. Your sun has set on me.
I'll brace myself for when it all turns black again.
Eclipsed by you, and silhouetted in your dying light. Separate petal from vine and find comfort in infertile soil. For every shadow cast bleeds out in sync with the rest, dilate and cast aside the red that shields your eyes. Expand and take shape in my chest, your roots still constricting my spine, holding whispers back against my best intentions.
Even in my darkest hour, I never wished the worst for you.
With all that separates me, I won't make it out of this life in loathing. I won't make it out alive. So hold it in and take the blame or let me choke if it's all the same.
Your sun has set on me.
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