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1. The Pragmatic


Sink deep
Sun engulfed
Moon swallowed by tides of tar-clad nothingness
'Neath sheets of translucence
A lonely satellite
Patient, but not beyond reason


2. Truth-Seeker


Weakness
Forfeit
Warfare
Bloodshed

Crisis
Control
Fools one and all
World War III

From afar a flock of black helicopters
Came to circle the decaying remains of reason
And all stood there witness to their downfall

I sought the truth but found only the death of the improbable


3. Vessels


Who kept track of the hours?
Who kept track of the days?
That we wasted away, nothing to say, nothing to do
But to portray versions of ourselves of how we'd like to be, how we'd like to be seen
But the bitter truth is we've breathed new life into the meaning of insincerity

Reason, a concept of the past
Improve and adapt, or be forever the outcast
Coaxed and coerced in mock-genuinity
Down fall our social standards by mass-stupidity

This is now our reality
A visceral machine, a breeding entity
Shut the blinds, worship the screen of virtual substance and our mind's decline

And we dare call this the era of enlightenment

This is now our reality
A visceral machine, a breeding entity
Shallow vessels pave the way for young minds to be led astray


4. Crown Of Worms


Hate, betrayal, malicious intent
These were a few of my closest friends
Hate, betrayal, malicious intent
I tried so hard to believe that you wouldn't sink to this

An eight year struggle to help and protect
How many years can you give me back?

The depths you'll sink never fail to amaze
My only mistake was to think that you could change

A toast in your honour, a knife in the back
Intention or ignorance, it doesn't change the fact that you're all wine and no bread
You're words are golden, but your deeds are lead

I want my life back

A crown of worms, so gracefully upon your head
If you believe that wounds heal quicker, when shared with friends

You shit where you eat and you've poisoned your well
You flee your own scene 'cause you can't stand the smell
Don't question your motives or clean up your act
Drenched in self-pity and loss of respect

A crown of worms, so gracefully upon your head
If you believe that wounds heal quicker, when shared with friends

The only king you'll ever be, in your cardboard castle and your piss-stained sheets
The only crown you'll ever wear, a crown of worms


5. Momentum


A creature washed ashore on these lands
Formless hollow, eager to grow
Hungry to learn, but soon it will wish
For the tide to drag it back

How much longer will the sun set
On our unsustainable paradise

For at every dusk I bid her farewell
Hoping this time will be the last
Last time I see, last time I speak
Last time find myself
Lost in the pit at the precipice of guilt
No light to dull my senses
Ready once again to claw my way up
And swarm back to the nothing that we call our home

Sisyphean bones whose sinews gave motion to the progress of man
They will splinter, they will falter
Those bones will break - every time

Is there hope left for mankind?
They will fall every time
Is there hope left yet for man?
There is none
They will fall
They will fall every time

And angels will orbit their celestial corpse
Like vultures attending a swan song

For he who takes up arms against his kin
Will suffer tenfold
Surely suffer tenfold

A creature washed ashore on these lands
Bitter at heart blood on its hands
Hands that have learned only to hurt
Hands that will stain the seed of the earth

And plague will follow
In its every footstep

Sisyphean bones whose sinews gave motion to the progress of man
Will break every time


6. The Sleep Of Reason


[Instrumental]

The sleep of reason produces monsters


7. Tidebreaker


Who are we but the cancer of our own dreams?

The forecast seemed degrading, when they said it would be raining
While the storm that is at hand, is one they'd never comprehend
The corpse hung there for hours, its branches were in bloom
And gave birth to bitter flowers, as the winds danced to their tune

We live our nice little lives built on lies swallowed whole
And we wipe our dirty mouths, and keep begging them for more
The new word was a sedative, the masses stood in awe
A bark mistook for poetry, a man mistook for god

And as we set to sail once more, we try to break the tides
And though we'll never reach the shore, this ship will never sink


8. Trial & Error


One mustn't seek for glory in the ever-troubled past, unless one understands the nature of perspective
One mustn't blame the fuel for its ignition, such is the principle of entropy

From a spark will come inferno

Collapse into me, again and again
Icarian absolution, bound to all extremes

One foot in the sea of bloody history
One foot on the righteous path towards a brighter future
I repel all your wicked ways, etched into my DNA
Let's pretend we all believe mankind can in fact be humane

Collapse into me, again and again
Icarian absolution, bound to all extremes

I owe it to myself, to never forget the measure of my worth
My pride-fuelled brush with death, and the breaking of the glass

Trial, error


9. Terra Nil


[Lyrics: J.D. Kay, music: Merel Bechtold, guest vocals: Sam C.A.]

No warmth is found by these screens bound
We are wishing ourselves away
This Terra Nil, it haunts me still
Don't be taken aback, by the monochromatic waves, pouring from blinds to the streets

They're easily mistaken for signs of life, but no such life blooms here
Terra Nil, or year zero come again
How much further will we fall?

Terra Nil, a generation starved on fear
One day soon it will swallow us whole
A world where suicide is seen as tax-evasion
Where we won't address the immorality of pro-creation

With curtains drawn we numb our sons and daughters on prescription
The wise are shunned, the fools they march us onward to extinction

Take my flesh, take my bones, take my thoughts, they're all yours
I have tried to believe, but I've failed miserably

Terra Nil, or year zero come again
How much further will we fall?
Terra Nil, a generation starved on fear
One day soon it will swallow us whole


10. Noctambulist


Wake up, half-dead again
The shapes amass and reveal a garden of glass
The product of environments, where sweet release is heaven-sent

Hours bleed into days, bleeding into weeks
Will you make do and mend, or find your life is spent?

Wasting time and wanting more, you dread what life has left in store
Wet the thirst and flick the wrist, noctambulist!

I know exactly how this ends
All I need to know is when
And when that time comes, I'll go peacefully
Then will you raise your glass to me?

You're a 'cause, irretrievably lost
And you wouldn't know it was raining, unless you'd open your sick face and let heaven pour in

Wake up, half-dead again
The shapes amass and reveal a kingdom in ruins
The sewage of environments, where sweet release will be your undoing

Pressure leads to tension, leads to pressured inner conflict
Noctambulist!

Wasting time and wanting more, you dread what life has left in store
Wet the thirst and flick the wrist, noctambulist!

I know exactly how this ends
All I need to know is when
And when that time comes, I'll go peacefully
Then will you raise your glass to me?

A self-centred poet, zoned out in the static, to fall on deaf ears, alone and pathetic
Don't waste your last breath on me, 'cause I've had it
If life is a joke, I'm the last one to get it


11. E.M.D.R.


(Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing)

My mind is a graveyard for unpursued ideas
My heart is a bonfire for burnt and fallen dreams
The pessimist, misanthropist, a troubled kid in cynic's bliss
Everyday another trial

The bed I made to contemplate, the paths I let deteriorate

The wishful thoughts I oft negate, now seldom wade through my self-hate
We make our beds to burn in, and so few of us pull through

I am the beast of my own burden, and my knees are giving in
A self-inflicted wound of spirit
The book I never wrote, 'cause the story had been told
My eyes follow the pen, I tell it all again

So give me your pity, your guilt and remorse
I'll shoot them all down, and still ask for more

The bed I made to contemplate, the paths I let deteriorate
The wishful thoughts I oft negate, now seldom wade through my self-hate


12. Phantom Limb


I traversed Eden as a snake, for I knew unmet desire
So meet me at the gallows, turning envy into ire

My sword dancer, my phantom limb
My raison d'ĂȘtre, my sweetest sin

The gift of apathy has yet to hear your plea, and everyone knows it
The curse of empathy has yet to burden me, and no one takes notice

The carrion of unwanted affection, but your brother 'til the end
The carrion of wasted potential, your brother 'til the end

Everything I touch turns to lead

It's hard to hit rock-bottom in a bottomless pit
It's hard to reach for stars, when you're drowning in shit
It's hard to hit rock-bottom in a bottomless pit
It's hard to see the beauty, if you oh so lack the wit

I traversed Eden as a snake, for I knew unmet desire
So meet me at the gallows, turning envy into ire

My sword dancer, my phantom limb
My raison d'ĂȘtre, my sweetest sin

Everything I've built, I'm prepared to commit to ashes
Everything I've built, I would tear it down for you

You're my phantom limb


13. The Solipsist


I am a universe, from its inception to the hearse
And with a shield of my own ego, I'll march unto the endless ether

I'm not in search for the validity of my own being, nor do I seek to verify the terms of my existence

'Cause when it falls apart, and it will fall apart, these answers won't abide
'Cause when I fall apart, everything will fall with me, and its renewal an uncertainty

I am the alpha of my own doctrine
I am the alpha, I am the infinite

I am the god I fear, the heart of the all tearing at the seams
I am the god I fear, the self-devouring serpent

I have become the solipsist, event horizon of self-perception
And as I wander through my own creation, awe oft gives way to shame

I have become the solipsist, event horizon of self-perception
I have become the solipsist, the epitome of self-importance

I am a universe, from its inception to the hearse
And with a shield of my own ego, I'll march unto the endless ether

Upon the infinite white, a lonely satellite
Patient, but not without reason

I have become the solipsist, the god I fear is me
March unto the endless ether


14. The End


[Instrumental]




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