Hand numbered white shells, limited to 100 & hand numbered.
Includes unlimited streaming of Time Immemorial
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Sold Out
lyrics
Nobody cares when prophecy fails
They’re just hoping to find a good reason to die
Are those bonds solidified?
I don’t think it’s meant to be
More than a gesture, or wishful thinking
To join together - join up and sink
Under the weight of shared suffering
When will I finally realize
That hope is unkind?
And that searching for a reason
Is a waste of fucking time
I feel myself recede
Is this the way it’s meant to be?
I refuse all this pain
I can’t internalize everything
I can’t internalize everything
But I can’t look away
What good does it do to you
To look on in sickness
To observe as the world burns
To act as a witness?
When will I finally realize
That hope is unkind?
And that searching for a reason
Is a waste of fucking time
I feel myself recede
Is this the way it’s meant to be?
I refuse all this pain
I can’t internalize everything
I keep holding this suffering
To reach our shared humanity
It’s all I fucking have
I can’t remove myself
I’ve held this pain inside of me
For you it’s all I have to share
But is there something more?
Just in a better world?
Not yet
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019