1. |
Late to Work Day
02:47
|
|||
|
Wake up to sweat-stained sheets
Pushing me out the door to teach the children
The children, I teach them how to walk
But the secret is, no one's ever good at fucking running!
Useless pieces of fucking trash
Venomous hungry escape
Bring me to tears I know
You make me a crystal in the mud
Wake up to sweat-stained sheets
Pushing me out the door to teach the children
The children, I teach them how to walk
But the secret is, no one's ever good at fucking running!
Bring me to tears I need to feel like someone again
Bring me to tears
I know you make me a crystal in the mud
I need to feel like someone again
Wake up to sweat-stained sheets
Pushing me out the door to teach the children
The children, I teach them how to walk
But the secret is, no one's ever good at fucking running!
|
||||
2. |
Hungry, Always
02:21
|
|||
|
Hungry, always, I pour you inside my mouth.
I always peel myself apart, like an onion,
I wish it'd be you to weep for me.
Hungry, always, I pour you inside my mouth.
I always peel myself apart, like an onion,
I wish it'd be you to weep for me.
I lie to everyone,
Everybody would laugh at me so
I lie to everyone,
Fuck 'em all!
I lie to everyone,
Everybody would laugh at me so
I lie to everyone.
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
When she said to listen for God, I waited, confused, listening.
Then He said, to my utmost surprise,
That I'm the key to something here I couldn't know.
So "What the fuck, man?" I said,
I must be crazy, it's all in my head,
I'm starving, hysterical, naked!
How can I even share my vision with anyone?
To even have one makes me not like them.
I'll never be like them
No one's ever good at fucking running.
Yeah!
Then He said, to my utmost surprise,
That I'm the key to something here I couldn't know.
Now as I struggle with my demonology and pride
I will try to find a way to bring His philosophy to life.
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
The heat drags on,
The dead dogs smear their paws across the glittering road,
Shining in their peripherals...
Pulling down their stoicism.
Ravenously pushing them out.
They breathe in the fucking shit heap.
Timeless, I do not give a fuck, gulping them down.
Time passes when wanting to be timeless.
Time passes when wanting to be timeless.
The heat drags on,
The heat drags on and on.
|
||||
5. |
i am a gas
02:35
|
|||
|
Oh yeah!
Unsettled, i am a gas, a gas i am, unsettled i am...
Canvassing, fell off the bed, i found your old love letters...
Yeah...
i laugh at this person who stole my skin
He looks like Pinocchio
Yet they seem to steal my heart better than most
i hope they are my friends!
Thoughts come and go,
Turn them into muscle memory
Laugh at this person who stole my skin!
Thoughts come and go,
Turn them into muscle memory
Laugh at this person who stole my skin!
Wash my hair or would she like it messy?
Lay in a pile of clothes on the floor and discover God.
God, help me i am, unsettled!
Whoa!
Unsettled, i am a gas, a gas i am, unsettled i am...
Canvassing, fell off the bed, i found your old love letters...
Yeah...
|
||||
6. |
am i clean?
02:08
|
|||
|
Am i clean?
The answer's escaping me
If i lived in the air
Would i even spread my fucking wings?
Am i clean?
The child's wanting to be held
The urge to put you in my mouth
She melts
He turns olfaction to putrid fuck.
Wash me clean!
Because gods have to be clean.
Always sneaking around
Because gods have to be clean.
Am i clean?
The answer's escaping me
If i lived in the air
Would i even spread my fucking wings?
Am i clean?
The answer's escaping me
If i lived in the air
Would i even spread my fucking wings?
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
i said i was going to write a book,
A bible once, tried to read, me?
But i could not understand, so i just kept writing
A bible once, tried to read, me?
Cause my dreams are as big as an elephant
im looking for a motherfucking key...
But sometimes the stories make me feel warm inside,
i wonder if it really matters if we all feel good?
|
||||
8. |
cant eat
01:23
|
|||
|
Yeah!
im mad because i cant eat
i try to take a bite, but i get dizzy, fuck!
i get close!
i get close!
Offering!
Offering!
Hold the sheets back, keep them away!
Feel good enough, to walk today!
i get close!
i get close!
Offering!
|
||||
9. |
Burn Bridges
02:36
|
|||
|
I said set fire to all the bridges,
And find out which ones are made of concrete!
So when we set forth to build our empire,
It won't be built on the backs of the weak, yeah!
On the backs of the weak, even gods will fall...
A god is only as strong as his greatest philosopher, warrior, communal king.
Who can take on the crown?
I said set fire to all the bridges,
And find out which ones are made of concrete!
So when we set forth to build our empire,
It won't be built on the backs of the weak, yeah!
On the backs of the weak, even gods will fall...
I know, now's the time to fight,
It feels effortless!
Taking back what is rightfully mine,
It feels effortless!
I said set fire to all the bridges,
And find out which ones are made of concrete!
So when we set forth to build our empire,
It won't be built on the backs of the weak, yeah!
On the back of Socrates, your god will fall...
|
||||
If you like Dyasluna, you may also like:
The Body Is A Burden
by Tired Minds
Another satisfying dose of metallic, sludgy melodic post-hardcore from the Newcastle, Australia-based outfit.
go to album
Screamo, post-rock, and a little black metal meld together for Virginia quartet Infant Island's signature immersive and melancholy sound.
go to album
The Correlation Between Entrance And Exit Wounds
by SeeYouSpaceCowboy...
An ambitious reboot of ’00s sasscore—with a manic personality to match— SeeYouSpaceCowboy's Pure Noise debut brings the chaos.
go to album
Screamo with a sense of urgency that calls on big shoegazey guitar melodies to channel its chaos.
go to album
American Nervoso (Remastered Re-issue)
by Botch
featured on Bandcamp Radio Sep 3, 2021
go to album
From the Other Side of the Mirror
by Glassing
On this pummeling new LP, the Austin group blend up screamo, black metal, and noise rock into heady, urgent music.
go to album
Coup De Gráce
by SeeYouSpaceCowboy...
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries.
go to album
