“I must confess that I’ve committed a crime. I’ve killed a person, I’ve taken a life. In my defense, I took care of the remains. I took a shovel and buried him deep in underground. I’ve taken my clothes off as they were covered by the dust. Except the coat I’ve changed them all. I’ve changed my shoes as well, the old ones were worn out. As a brand new person I took my first step out”. One man, a shovel, casket and gravel. What sad funeral scenery this seems to be. But there is no rain, no puddles, only sun, smiles. Then suddenly the bereaved scream something out. “No one will miss you, do you fucking hear me?" This strange ceremony we are witnesses of is actually a celebration of a rebirth. The king is dead - long live the king! The man you knew has died and all you've known has died with him. “So from now, if you talk to me, realize I am someone else, I will not consider anything we have ever passed through. Bear this in mind while you talk to me, While you compose those insults, while you're tearing my heart apart. Because… … what if I will turn my back? what if i won't raise a question? What if you won't have a chance to give me any explanations? Will this be the end of us? Or a brand new start for me? Will you be the dark age of my past? Will I be your future agony? I’m new! Fuck you!"
Track Name: Watchtower
You stabbed a dull knife into my back when I wasn’t expecting it you've cut my throat and drunk my blood purulent veins.. your last days.. trapped by starved sharks you’ll be haunted and eaten alive but veins will burst and drag you down, from heaven straight to the sump they’ll burst and choke you till you fall asleep breathtaking grip you’ll fall in love with I’ve never drunk wine instead of water, never spat into your mouth to kill the laughter Nevertheless a tough man has been seen while cutting the cancer off his screen that’s so dim that he can’t see through. Now everyone perceives his rough scream ruining houses, trees and dreams he gives back what he was given, I burned a path you chose to live on I gave you gold, you gave me a cold that killed me I made you brave, you dug out a grave that fits me Hand in hand with the Death lying on a glowing bed until we coalesce together We are traced through the hole by those who lost their direction.. they’re climbing our wall to stare at you and judge you, even if they don't know you But I do This summer in the Hell has changed a lot.
Track Name: Heroes of Dargov
So here I lay, on the bottom of the river. The flow's been still for three months now. This horizontal view provides me new sights. With eyes burnt and wet I can only sigh: I never expected to find myself here again. I never expected you to see me like this.” I need to catch a breath, just focus on breathing. I keep telling this to my head. Panic and pain tie my tongue to my hands, I won’t be able use them for those horrible things. Even though you're lying at the bottom so close to me. I feel how you are not around. I would like to rip myself from the inside out as I realize what this is actually about: I’ve built myself a lie about you. I’ve built myself a lie about us. Is it me with you or you with me? What do we think we’re doing? Who the fuck do we think we are? I don’t think I know you anymore and I barely recognize myself. Is this just another last chance? Or are we drowned for good? Let’s get carried away by the stream, and if we must die, we'll do it together not separately.
Track Name: The Wood Market (feat. Gabriel Kunay)
Hard to face the truth, empty bottles were smashed all around The whisper of qualms in her lifeless look is over locked under the roots of trees, extremely squeezed as the blood fills up the river where love's about to be executed You got a direction, you brought your brain to life even Devil’s temptation tried to devour our souls Now you cannot stop, from the bottom up to the surface Iron train off the rails, the last hyenas burn in flames No more false words echoed in dark woods No salt in the blood that drains life out of the broken heart Hard to listen to this poem, abandoned call and hanging phone beeping while we keep the line, we’ll always be here when you're awoken Even with opened wounds, let's take a walk towards the mirror.. Where there’s no forgiveness, there's no love