Cries sent from the earth to foster the belief
Beyond the veil of mortal ties weeping statues stand in salute
They signal arrival of demons that come from inside
Life dried up in drought the end of all belief
Before the face of spectral might crooked servants suffer
They carry the burden of fresh graves and old tombs
Like sand through an hourglass, time slips away
Like thoughts of affection, that will smolder and fade
Standing at the crossroads and I’m telling you now
There’s an answer to your questions and that answer's been found
Warpath, violence, you stand defiant
In world full of friction it all falls silent
You owe it nothing, so let it all go
Put this rope around your neck
What have you got to lose?
The aftermath, a sight to behold
A gruesome centerfold
A masterpiece put on display
Of life’s tendency to just give up and wither away
credits
from Saturnine,
released November 18, 2015
Rauch, Thierry
supported by 63 fans who also own “Fresh Graves, Old Tombs”
I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive
supported by 36 fans who also own “Fresh Graves, Old Tombs”
First WTF was google music actually throwing something good into my feed.
Second WTF was everything every goddamn member of this band does. This and the previous album have been on repeat for weeks. All other music tastes like diet water. Help. Gruso
supported by 32 fans who also own “Fresh Graves, Old Tombs”
This album being played over the PA system at the museum where Salvador Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" is housed is what caused the faces of the clocks in the painting to melt. meeko