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Dead Tree
06:15
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Stay the same while I open up the door to another world
Twice as sick and just as cold…I don’t like it
State your name as another painful day begins to unfold
Push your dreams into a mould…I’m going to fight it
Hate, it’s safe today
Outside your window, under the shade of the dead tree
There lies a bag of bones and sin
Be the slave till the chains have dug so deep they’ve touched the bones
Close your eyes, the day is done…I don’t like it
Slip away as you carve distorted ramblings on the wall
Count the scars and don’t lose score…I’m going to fight it
Hate, it’s safe today
Outside your window, under the shade of the dead tree
There lies a bag of bones and sin
Outside your window, under the shade of the dead tree
It lies and waits for apathy
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Idiotsyncracy
05:16
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You drag your feet up on the stage
With all your brain cells disengaged
You’re ready to make your next mistake in tears
It’s time to shine or choose to fade
Hide your face and let it sink in
Where no damned soul could ever see
How deep’s the grave I’ve seen you digging
Now I’ve seen the light
Reclaimed my life…turning the tide
The lights are on but no-one’s there
The hand of fear will wring your neck
Sinking deeper into your twisted world
It’s too late to change your fate
Hide your face and let it sink in
Where no damned soul could ever see
How deep’s the grave I’ve seen you digging
Now I’ve seen the light
Reclaimed my life…turning the tide
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3. |
Genetic Freaks
04:59
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The land of the beast lies far in the west
I’ll head for what’s east and wait for the rest
There are no heroes just genetic freaks
In the land where your graves hide your grief
Venting the frustration
Losing all control
And I know what I know
The land of the beast exists to infest
I’ll head for what’s east and hope for the best
There are no heroes just genetic freaks
In the land where your graves hide your grief
Venting the frustration
Losing all control
And I know what I know
Venting the frustration, losing all control
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4. |
Down Below
09:00
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Eyes search the sky chased by time, trying to find…
Watch these eyes search the sky chased by time trying to find what’s divine
I hear the sounds behind the door but I can’t see it
I know the writing’s on the wall but I can’t read it
Sickened, distraught, in size it has grown and it’s coming to thwart and divide
Kicked like a dog, used as the pawn to elicit and then to devise
Entice the living, ignore the call
It’s time to seize this unbearable feeling down below
Staring in awe at the size of death’s door…in your eyes I am worthless and vile
The body grows cold, down to the bone and it’s pushing me back to the light
Entice the living, ignore the call
It’s time to seize this unbearable feeling down below
Time is taking its time in taking my time away from me
I’ve sought the divine, I’ve tried but it’s hard through these tired heathen eyes
Eyes search the sky chased by time trying to find…
Watch these eyes search the sky chased by time trying to find what’s divine
I hear the sounds behind the door but I can’t see it
I know the writing’s on the wall but I can’t read it
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Νόστος (Nóstos)
06:03
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Scorched is the land of my birth
What once was my home is now my prison
The sun will dry the blood on the earth
It’s time for the migrating season
Nóstos is just the right word
Just the right word for me
This body of water will become my grave…I’m sinking
This deluge will quench my thirst and leave a taste…so bitter
Sub-human species emerge
Blocking the road to salvation
A mountain, a sea and a fence won’t stand in the way of elation
Nóstos is just the right word
Just the right word for me
This body of water will become my grave…I’m sinking
This deluge will quench my thirst and leave a taste…so bitter
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6. |
Hollow Icon
04:01
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My every dream finishes in screams
Dressed are all in black
A painful shoulder tap
In misery I end
I send my dreams to hell
One last little thing, I’m taking you with me
Hollow icon, will you lend a hand?
Let’s climb the mountain where your god has bled
Hollow icon, can you set a trend?
Will I see the sun again?
Hollow icon, will you raise the dead?
Fleeing out of fear
Inadequate but still what if all’s defied?
Through thee it feels divine
Graven on the ground
Lies what you have found
Nothingness once fell out of empty hands
Hollow icon, will you lend a hand?
Let’s climb the mountain where your god has bled
Hollow icon, can you set a trend?
Will I see the sun again?
Hollow icon, will you raise the dead?
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Forced on board with a broken body
Crack the whip on my back for money
The blood has puddled on the floor
Tame the beast that lives inside me
I know you want it, you know I got it
All the free labour in the world
I don’t owe anybody
I don’t owe anything
Uninvited, two worlds colliding
Hanging by a thread
Undecided, a world divided
Hanging by a thread
Bind my hands and crack that smile
I’ll bite my lip and I’ll be alright
When i hear the creaking of the door
Hide yourself from the truth for life
Give it with the left hand, take it with the right
One day I’ll see the blinding light
I don’t owe anybody
I don’t owe anything
Uninvited, two worlds colliding
Hanging by a thread
Undecided, a world divided
Hanging by a thread
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8. |
Brace
06:01
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The sigh shows you how she feels
And now she’s crying for me
It’s time to show your face to me
Eyes are fixed on the wheel
Behind everything you see
Is the life that you've dreamt to live
Inside every single tear
There’s fire, brimstone and guilt
Brace for the fear, the fighting, the beating and the fall
Brace for the tears, the lies and the writing’s on the wall
Brace yourself one more time
Someone made a decision that I had to go alone
One more time
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Σώμα (Sóma)
07:13
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Breathe in and slowly just breathe out
Someday the king will lose his crown
Bury the anger in the ground and wipe that disconcerting frown
When I’m gone…dissolution
And the flesh will turn to gold
Sóma…this war is yours
Appealing, misleading…the loudest sigh in silence
Tracing the route of every scar
Stay awake, don’t fall behind
Changing direction from left to right
Choose your poison wisely…die
When I’m gone…dissolution
And the flesh will turn to gold
Sóma…this war is yours
Appealing, misleading…the loudest sigh in silence
Appealing, misleading…this time the body dies
Appealing, misleading…the loudest sigh in silence
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10. |
Death-Washed
08:33
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Death-washed and spirit-polished
Shifting through fragments of faith to find the truth
In this world we’re born into nothing
In this world we inherit the wind
Scream, shout, live without fear, shame, doubt and pain
Death-washed and spirit-polished
Digging through mountains of dirt to get to the light
In this world we’re born into nothing
In this world we inherit the wind
Scream, shout, live without fear, shame, doubt and pain
Let the dim light shine, don’t put out the fire
Harvest all the bile, feed it to the pyre
No one’s coming
Death-washed and spirit-polished
Seeking a refuge for life in all of this doom
In this world we’re born into nothing
In this world we inherit the wind
Scream, shout, live without fear, shame, doubt and pain
Let the dim light shine, don’t put out the fire
Harvest all the bile, feed it to the pyre
No one’s coming…back
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11. |
The Machine
08:43
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I’m a son, I am someone’s daughter
Life begun as a bullet in a battered holster
Did you ask yourself when you fell from heaven
‘Have I made my peace with the dead?’
I’m the one, I am someone’s fodder
I will prevail and drive it to the ground
A dose of conflict is needed to wind down
Scream at your sorrow, laugh at all your tears
A new tomorrow will come when blood is spilled
I don’t know when to stop or when to go
I won’t be just a cog in the machine
I’m a son, I am someone’s daughter
Life’s become the victim of a zombie soldier
Vultures circling, here comes the raven
Whose is the brain that he’s going to peck?
I’m the one, I am someone’s fodder
I will prevail and drive it to the ground
A dose of conflict is needed to wind down
Scream at your sorrow, laugh at all your tears
A new tomorrow will come when blood is spilled
I don’t know when to stop or when to go
I won’t be just a cog in the machine
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Blind Tendril England, UK
A long, long time ago in a land far away, Blind Tendril reared its ugly head. That was back in 2006 in Thessaloniki,
Greece.
Since those days a lot has changed,including the line-up and we now find ourselves somewhere in Devon in the U.K.
The long hiatus is over and Blind Tendril is back in its Albion incarnation.
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