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L'Appel Du Vide

[May 24th, 2019]

Vocals: Ryan Flint 
Vocals & Keys: Lance Madar
Guitar & Art
: Aaron "Batboy" Hernandez
Bass & Production: Jodajen

Drums: Brian Gillette

1)  Slime of Yesterday 

A future was lost yesterday

easily irretrievably

Amidst grass at your feet

Memories run away from me

As slime of all my yesterdays

Slime of all my yesterdays 

Dreams and thoughts

In a hollow skull rots

No one hears screaming

Echoing behind

Haunted eyes watering 

at dreams that unwind

 

So the void calls me

“hold fast to nothing 

Nothing lasts 

It goes too fast 

Nothing can be dear”

 

The past always seems overcast

By the shadow of the axe

When you relax it slips past

And digs and tiny grave
Where our future lays

 

Slime of all my yesterdays
Dreams and thoughts

In a hollow skull rots

 

No one hears screaming

Echoing behind

Hinting eyes watering 

At dreams that unwind

 

So the void calls me

“hold fast to nothing 

Nothing lasts 

It goes too fast 

Nothing can be..."

 

No one hears screaming

Echoing behind

Hollow eyes watering

At dreams that unwind

 

So the void calls me

“Hold fast to nothing

Nothing lasts 

It goes too fast

Nothing can be free”

Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint

[Adapted from "April 18" by Sylvia Plath]
Music by WitchHands

2)  Fall From Grace

I think I’m better off here

I asked you not to follow

i just need some time to be alone

Let me collapse in on myself

Given time I’ll be fine please

Understand this is just my cross to bear

 

I wonder if I

Am really better off alive

Or if I should have died that night
I know it’s not right

But it gets so hard sometimes

As I grow weary from

This war within my mind

 

I know I shouldn’t be here

Please give me just a moment

There are things I feel I should explain

I don’t know why I get this way

I wish I didn’t do this

I’m just so scared of driving you away

 

Maybe it’s true

That every day’s a little

harder than the last

As we become too tired

To deal with all this shit

Expected from us

But me I think that we

Just claim that we're the victim

When our fantasies don’t turn out

Quite the way that we’ve envisioned

no

 

I don’t know how I got here

It’s cold and dark and I’m afraid

to be in this familiar place

The echoes seem to linger

Stains of time are seeping through

I cannot wash you off my skin

 

Well I am just a broken toy

I cannot blame you for discarding me

No I could not blame you

for anything at all

 

Even your god has turned her back on me

Forgotten what it once meant to believe

I can no longer bear

The wretched weight of being

 

I wonder if I
Am really better off alive

Or if I should have died that night

(died that night)
Well I know it’s not right

But it gets so hard sometimes

As I grow weary from
This war within my mind

(within my mind)

Lyrics & Voice by Lance Madar 
Music by WitchHands

3)  Masque 

Your legacy of ecstacy

Of vanity

Of inhumanity

Your enmity: 

Profanity, Diablerie

Tread carefully

Come one and all my friends

To the greatest celebration ever thrown

For your pleasure we bring debauchies

Like you've never known

 

You know you’re to blame

we know your names

Death comes for the wicked

And good all the same

Your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

 

You shut your doors to the sick and poor

Within your halls of blood and gore

A monster on his Golden throne

Still your greed cries out for more

 

You know you’re to blame

we know your names

Death comes for the wicked

And good all the same

Your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

 

In every room every hall

The smell of blood is permeating

Dread starts to grip your heart

Your sanctuary’s disintegrating

 

A hollow stare but we don't care

The death of empires lying there

The sick abound no pity found

This pestilence is everywhere!

 

So raise a glass to your bloody past

But hands that slay will never last

Your cities burn your markets crash

Your empire lies in smouldering ash

 

Close your eyes and drink this toast

Ignore the ones who need it most

The fire is warm the wine flows

Past these walls
A plague wind blows!

 

You know you’re to blame

we know your names

Death comes for the wicked

And good all the same

Your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

 

You shut your doors to the sick and poor

Within your halls of blood and gore

A monster on his Golden throne

Still your greed cries out for more

 

You know you’re to blame

we know your names

Death comes for the wicked

And good all the same

Your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

You shut your doors to the sick and poor

Within your halls of blood and gore

A monster on his Golden throne

Still your greed cries out for more

You know you’re to blame

we know your names

Death comes for the wicked

And good all the same

Your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

your hands are stained

With the blood of the slain

And we’re leaving this whole fucking city

In flames!

Lyrics by Lance Madar

[adapted from "Masque of the Red Death" by Edgar Alan Poe]

Voices by Lance Madar and Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands

4)  No Tomorrow 

We all have faces

Of savages that forgot

Animals burdened with thought

Time Flies then you die

Today thee

Tomorrow me

 

Red of claw 

Red of maw

Lioness bathes

In red raw

Desperation that eats pride

Desperation you can’t hide

Break the bone 

Suck the marrow

For there is

No tomorrow

 

Lost in thought 

briefly happy

I finally forgot

Sing to me a melody

I fear this life 

And getting old

No words cease agonies

So do as you please

 

Red of claw 

Red of maw

Lioness bathes

In red raw

Desperation that eats pride

Desperation you can’t hide

Break the bone 

Suck the marrow

For there is

No tomorrow

 

Objective suffering subjective beings

Victims of imaginings

Streams of thought

Things forgot

Streams of time

Won’t stop flowing

Seeking and never finding

Falling and never landing

It never lasts

Sand always runs from the hour glass

Out of the womb

On to the pyre

Entropy is deadly

No morality

To judge me

 

Red of claw 

Red of maw

Lioness bathes

In red raw

Desperation that eats pride

Desperation you can’t hide

Break the bone 

Suck the marrow

For there is

No to- 

Red of claw 

Red of maw

Lioness bathes

In red raw

Desperation that eats pride

Desperation you can’t hide

Break the bone 

Suck the marrow

For there is

No tomorrow

Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands

 

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