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The Hands of Man
03:51
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The scar of the rope
Adorns my neck
In silent meditation
My anxiety in check
The hands of man
Have left their impression
On shell and psyche
Suicidal intentions
Too many have died by the hands of man
Forsaken by liars sworn to truth
Denied the chance to find their solace
This is the world the hands of man have made
Since the original sin man has been made a vessel
Of death and bondage and every known evil
Scourge of the earth, ministers of oppression
Dispatching demise with unrepentant aggression
I will survive
The scar of the rope
Adorns my neck
In silent meditation
My anxiety in check
The rope that scathed
Was tied by me
With these hands
The hands of man
I take the poison from my lips
I cut the rope from my rafters
I lay them on the table
And I walk away
From the table of life, of life and death
I walk away
From the table of life and death
I walk away
Lucas:
I cannot save myself
I cannot save anyone
But I can make this choice
From the table of life and death
I walk away
From the table of life and death
I walk away
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The Weight of All Sin
02:56
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Nothing weighs me down
More than the weight within
Nothing is as crushing
As the weight of my sin
The weight of all sin
The weight of my sin
Burden of life
Master of mine
My mistress has me by the brains
I no longer try to resist
Indifferent to my pain
She's an icy enchantress
I hate myself more than I thought I could every hate at all
Hate myself
Hate my ways
Wretched soul
No self control
Self defeat
Takes its toll
The consequence
Of my sin
Involuntary
Termination of spirit
For every good dead done
One thousand transgressions
The weight of my crimes
As heavy as the depression
The weight of all sin
The weight of my sin
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Listless Spirit
04:46
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Listless Spirit
I still call on your name
Sometimes, lying in shame
The light, barely incandescent
Much like my faith. I have lost my innocence
If God hears me
I can't hear him
Question the skies
I hear no reply
Desire for faith
Deluded by pain
Even fallen angels miss home
In that at least I'm not alone
But my hell is far from home
And my heart is in its throes
Life is not easy
Nor is it fair
One day you love someone
The next they aren't fucking there
And I miss them all the more
Because there were no goodbyes
Of all those I love
Who will be next?
Will it be me?
I pray that it is
Every promise I made to myself was a lie
This hell is alive while the heavens die
The earth it burns but there is no light
As the demon gods tear apart my life
Feeling forsaken
Feeling forgotten
Feeling nothing
Trust in nothing
Listless spirit
Lightless world
Fink:
"Searching for solace in a world so unjust
No end to my suffering, all I love turns to dust
Listless spirit merely waiting to die
Look to the heavens begging, pleading - why?"
Trust in nothing
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