Dispossession

 

Lost in a valley of smoke
I lose sight of those I love
I can't live in this dream
Wandering the world a lost soul

A shell of a man
Frozen in a toxic trance
A shell of a man
Frozen in a toxic trance

Unfamiliar reflections stare at me
These eyes are not my own
Running from my demons in this endless valley

Show me the way (Show me the way)
Because I no longer know
Right from wrong

I know what has to be done
The smoke will settle
The demons will come
And I will be torn apart (Apart, apart, apart, apart...)

Exposing my weakness the world will see, the world will see
What I never, what I never, what I never fucking wanted

As I stare at your face, soaked in disgrace
What is the price, a judgment of life
I cry out in this dispossession

Exposing my weakness the world will see
What I never, what I never, what I never fucking wanted

They crowd around me
Here to take their share of my mind
I can no longer
Muster the strength to face them alone, all on my own

They whisper echoes in unknown tongues
I refuse to absorb their toxic words
I've forgotten how to love
Searching behind locked doors in my mind

Cast aside the fear of reality
Face the fucking world

 

Northane - Dispossession

When you’ve soared as high as you can go, can you ever return to earth? You took your path from the highest place, constantly ascending up, to the greatness, endlessly evolving yours uniqueness, enhancing yours craft, intensifying yours beauty. And all I can do is bow down before the great experimentators.

The Wreck Of S.S Needle

The members of his squad grow thick
A testament to “get rich quick”
No sign of mismatched features
Secondary organs from within
So on command they open
Winding clockwork sirens as they come
Scramble the rock face through the glare of morning sun — to run

Your time is costlier than fine
The wreck of S.S. Needle
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble

Splinters always hide under the skin
From glitter of the pin
To brave a friend in battle comes
The thimble with his sign
You’ve got to spit to see the shine
Let me see you run this gamut blind

Your voice, it shakes
You smile so dryly
Let us see and touch you lightly
The moon is so unseemly, bright
Cut your hair off
Watch all night
Splinters always hide under the skin
The battle of the thimble and the pin
Put me down where I can see you run
The battle of the thimble and the pin
Put me down where I can see you run

 Cult Of Luna & Julie Christmas - The Wreck Of S.S Needle

I will never know if this encounter was an accident or a gift of fate, but I know that now I am connected to you forever.
This music is something absolutely unreal. Thunderous walls of sound that are synchronously destructive and profoundly pensive, layered with textured vocals that evoke contrasting feelings, from bliss to anxiety, balancing on the edge of pure schizophrenia, creates an absolutely absorbing blend, that keeps me drawn into this vivid, yet grim imagery...
Incredible balance flows smoothly into unity, splitting into two perfect parts to become one again, uniting soul and consciousness in a sense of endless, pulsating and violent catharsis. This music is destructive by nature, but beautiful, like the sea in a storm, mysterious, like the cause of its origin, endless, like the running of time from the very moment of its creation.
...And if that tune had broken off and been lost in the expanse of the digital world, its memory would have haunted me indefinitely, appearing in the silence of dreams and the coolness of the night wind, like a quiet sadness about a treasure lost forever...

Roots Remain

 

And the sky opened up and it swallowed us whole
All that's left is time and healing underground
Underneath us the cosmic dawn of war begins
We resolve and watch as it all crumbles down

Your adventure is dark and it hides beyond the cells
All I feel alive, the hearts will prevail
The stolen eye was found and given to the lost soul
While the moon sets far and the milestones seem low

Beauty fades
Deaths decay
Fires on high
Reach the sky
Branches break
Roots remain
Strong in mind
Beauty

And all that I have come to lose
Gone so long it doesn't matter anyway
And all that I have come to gain
Will remain with me until the bitter end
And when you sit and picture me
Remember sitting in the sun and dancing in the rain
The end is not the end, you see
It's just the recognition of a memory

The eyes
The face
The lips
The tongue
The end
The end

Mastodon - Roots Remain

Music will always be my palladium, my wings behind my back and steady soil under my feet, be the unfading gaze that looks to the past and the hand that will always guide me into the future, warming my hand with its own, in this hushed and grim world, imperceptibly crumbling apart with each passing day.
But my roots run so deep in the earth, and there they touch yours.
Thank you for this song sparkling in its endless and awe beauty. Thank you for borrowing me your (sublime) voice so I can finally speak, breaking the silence of my longing heart.

Liquid

 

I'm a spectre in your dreams
I'm drowning in your sleep
I'm divided
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm different when I’m me
I just can’t fight it

I'm melting down into your mould
I'm doing what I'm told
'Cause I am liquid
I'd paint a picture just for you
'Cause that's what people do
I'm so conflicted

I'd sink through the floorboards
And onto your lips
'Cause I am liquid

Because I'm floating out to sea
I'm asleep and I'm liquid
I'm drifting in a dream
Just for me, and I'm liquid, and I'm liquid

What can I say
I’m floating away
I'm thinking of changing my name
But I'm different when I'm with you
Different when I'm with you
I thought I was done
I've only begun
To get to the person I was
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone
(Because I'm floating out to sea)
(I'm asleep and I'm liquid)
(I'm drifting in a dream)
(Just for me, and I'm liquid)

Boston Manor - Liquid (Acoustic)

/ Tender in the wound way. /

My amazed heart can only say that this is an absolutely new, unseen before and I thought nonexistent level of tenderness...
So this is why I'm sinking into you...?

Nurture

You're the only one
I think the world of
Even the darkest things
Need to be loved

You stay believing that hope is a cycle
Hands up, giving your life to an idol
Know your part, and play it well
In time, the earth becomes our hell

You've got that medicine
And it's making me sick
Hands pulling me down
You better catch me quick

I need to be sure of you
I need to be sure, because

There must be something more
As I enter disease
Life's pulling me down
Won't you catch me please?

Nurture me

Black out my eyes
Until there's nothing to spare
I've been fighting my sleep
But you were never there
Static creeping and shaping the air
I've been fighting to see
Someone who isn't there

Happy or just distracted?
I need to feel
Like everything is real
I am imperfection
You were sent from above
Nurture me in love with love

Thornhill - Nurture

It's true... It really feels like you were sent from above and now you're the only one I think the world of.
It's as if you've given me life, lifted me up so high that my whole familiar world has become just tiny patterns on a vast endless canvas somewhere far below, and at the same time I feel as if I'm standing on my knees and looking up into the unreachable heights. This vocalist is something unspeakable, this expression, these colors, these emotional shimmers, this power and beauty enveloping me and tearing me from the inside. Oh, all those epithets are nothing compared to how they make me feel.

 

Wave after Wave

From the trees
From the deep
I am rising

Moving with the pace of your dreams
I am lingering

Where our voices join the choir
Where our numb bodies sleep
In a place where moments drift
Silence hits in wave after wave

Under careful watch from the stars
Under a shelter of blue and green
Whispers suppressed by snow
Silence hits in wave after wave

With the crows
With black wings
I am flying
Running with the pack of my own will
I am closing in
I hear the call
I see you fly
A motion like twin rocks

If you turn thе moon will shift its course
If you listen the rain will sing your song
Now that wе have found our path
Let it guide you
Let it carry you

  Cult of Luna - Wave after Wave

This song reminds me of the ocean... Majestic, alluring, soothing, and at the same time filling my heart with awe and anxiety, an elusive sadness, a mysterious whisper of the past of this world and a quiet lament about the inevitable end of all existence, which to us, the grains of sand at the bottom of this ocean, always seemed an eternity.
And when I listen to this song, it seems that I am listening to the endless heartbeat of the sea and find its response deep within me, merging with it, dissolving in it, becoming part of something incomprehensibly great, yet so fragile...

Closure

 

Breathe, trust, bless me and release
Climb hard or never be seen
Closed off, rescue to breathe
Just bless me

Two-sided time
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
The pain

Had to turn and lay down, your sting of disease
Phase you out, should've seen this coming
Go on confusing this soul
Hold my breath 'til you rupture

Three days aside
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
Pride

Like a leech, I hold on as if we belonged
To some precious pure dream
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath
Now fail me

Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure

Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me
Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me

 

Chevelle - Closure

I knew that one day tides will bring me back to you... closer than ever before.
I am drifting in the peace of mind that you gave me, I close my eyes and start to see imberable beauty appearing out of darkness, while tasting this bittersweet ache in my heart. This is the sound of the music I am craving to release my feelings under, but the sound of your voice takes my words away... Melodies you woven make me lost in thought, sinking deeper in the depths of what lies beneath the words you speak with, as I start wandering above horizons, walking on the thin line on the brink of non-existence.