Our lives lead to nowhere. We’re counting time, then grasping for each other as we’re crushed beneath the tide. No rising from the ashes, your final flight was a plunge into Nigredo’s endless night. Suffocate. The squeezing hands of fate. Our lives can’t be replaced. Searching for the reasons we were thrown into the world, always waiting but out of time. I wish that you believed that, just as you hit the brink of total despair, you’d find your way. I know you think you’ve found some certainty but you know we always learn the hard way. If you get lucky and you’re the last to leave you’ll watch the burning out of everything. Some stories end and nothing more, a quiet aching we endure. We’re all just faces and nothing more. You take the ashes, I’m heading out. Have you ever seen someone wasting away? First by choice then after it’s too late they want to come back to life but they’re drowning in a sea so endless, you see them come up for air then go under forever. The squeezing hands of fate. Our lives can’t be replaced.
Amazing album. So much raw passion and emotion packed into one LP. After hearing Mother a few years ago, they really caught my attention. I vibe with their thoughts on society and the state of the world. Fighting back against the broken system we all live in. Finding joy in the few ways we all can.
My favorite songs are:
Ne Touche Pas Moi
A Hymn gregymon