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Nullingroots
Members | |
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Current | |
Cameron | Everything (2014-2016), Guitars (2014, 2016-present), Vocals (2016-present) |
Member(bands): Abhorration, Light Dweller, Solus | |
Alex | Guitars (2016-present) |
Member(bands): Arkaik, Dessiderium, Empyrrhic, Vale of Pnath (live), Chains of Atlas, Excystation | |
Will | Bass (2019-present) |
Rob | Drums (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Thra | |
Past | |
Deacon | Drums (2016-?) |
Member(bands): Fireswamp, Andrew Jackson Jihad | |
Past (Live) | |
Greg | Guitars (2016) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Nothing After, Just What’s Now | Single | 2014 | Show album |
2 | Nullingroots | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
3 | Shrouds of Celeste | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
4 | Take Care | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
5 | Voices | Single | 2016 | Show album |
6 | Into the Grey | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
7 | Malady’s Black Maw | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
Nothing After, Just What’s Now
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Cameron | Everything |
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1. | Nothing After, Just What’s Now | 06:25 | instrumental |
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06:25 |
Nullingroots
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Cameron | Everything |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Scraping the Red of the Skyline | 08:39 | instrumental |
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2. | Credence of Despair | 09:18 | instrumental |
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3. | Sanguine Passage | 06:56 | instrumental |
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4. | Light Dweller | 08:15 | instrumental |
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5. | Melodies | 03:21 | instrumental |
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6. | A Willful Shift | 06:19 | instrumental |
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7. | The Optimist | 14:26 | instrumental |
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57:14 |
Shrouds of Celeste
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Band members | |
Cameron | Everything |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Producer |
Ferenc Kapiller | Cover art, Logo |
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1. | Shrouds of Celeste | 14:21 | instrumental |
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2. | Reverie | 02:56 | instrumental |
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3. | Vacating the Desolate Shade | 11:21 | instrumental |
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4. | Affidavit | 07:49 | instrumental |
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5. | Au courant | 14:04 | instrumental |
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50:31 |
Take Care
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 6th, 2016 | Maa Productions | MAA 026 | CD | Limited edition |
May 6th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cameron | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Producer, Mastering, Mixing |
Ferenc Kapiller | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Why Have You Gone? | 02:15 | Show lyrics |
Why have you gone? Two years already gone. I still recall a vivid picture. One with color, vibrance, and contrast. Our life together, but more importantly, yours. The one you have lost. I want it back, I want our lives. |
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2. | 47 Years Stripped Away | 12:00 | Show lyrics |
Today I lay restless, hysterical, and nauseated beyond control. Today is the day I was brought to this world, offering it nothing in return, a true condemnation. Two years of pure fucking agony it has already been. There’s nothing I want more than to see your luminous smile. I know you didn’t want to leave. We tried all we could, you tried your hardest. Why would God have chosen you? It doesn’t make any sense. You were so thoughtful, vigorous, and perfect. I know you did not want to leave, why would God have chosen you? 6 months of misery for you has led to a wasted 45 years for me. After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me, nothing. I yearn for a glimmer of hope, but I feel a my life has been stripped from me. My life stripped from me, leaving me cold, empty, and worthless. I don’t know what to do. I reach out for help, society, hot lines, a deity. No response, I’m worthless, I’m dead in everyone’s eyes. |
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3. | Faded Days | 03:16 | instrumental |
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4. | Please Respond | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
I try, but I get no response I beg for God to rid this pain An affidavit to my own well-being that may never be answered If not for me, then for that who I’ve brought into this world, 18 years ago The only thing that keeps me in contentment to this day I am not worthy of such a selfish request otherwise, to benefit my life to serve my selfish comfort A trudge worth marching I want you in my life Please respond, I need you With palms clasped shut and eyes sealed closed, I beg for God to rid this pain A deafening silence consumes me, it engulfs me This silence consumes me I beg for God to rid this pain, I Beg for your divinity I want, I need you I’m left cold, numb, hanged to dry I see no light, no miracles, no salvation Why do I get no answer? I believe in you, I repent, I love you. Please respond |
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5. | I Don’t Want This | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me. I reach out, with open arms, but just like prayer, I get no answer. I know you blame me for your loss, our loss. I don’t understand why, but I already accept it. My pain is like a cancer in metastasis, spreading throughout me further with each passing day. I am a prisoner of my own mind. My thoughts racing a mile a second. I am shaken and on the edge. Constantly anxious and constantly sick. I am a hollow, vestigial remnant of my former self. Wallowing in a pool of vomit. I function on prescribed chemicals, I’m hardly even human. How can my son even accept me, a drone mentally enslaved by a daily capsule. Wallowing in misery. I don’t want this, my life. All I want is you. |
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6. | 40 Ounces Closer to a Solution | 03:32 | instrumental |
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7. | I’m So Proud of You | 13:07 | Show lyrics |
I don’t blame you, how can I? I am dead weight, I would hold you back. I am hardly even human, at least functionally. Wretched piece of fucking shit. Blemish on this gracious world. Disgusting excuse for a father. I can’t believe that I made you. The only thing part of me worth anything. Disgusting excuse for a loving father. You’ve grown to be such a great person, accomplishing so much at such a young age. If only your mother were here to see how much you’ve grown, you’ve came so far. Things were so much better when it was just the three of us. First her then now you, involuntary or not, gone. It’s just down to me, my instability, and 40 ounces of false happiness. I don’t see a point in continuing. I can’t go on, I won’t go on. I should just end it, I mean, it would be so easy. A defect of evolutionary biology that can so easily be put to rest with only 9 millimeters of metal that can fit into the palm of my hand. A permanent solution, I’ll be doing the world a favor, I’ll be doing you a favor. For whatever it’s worth, just know that I love you, and that I’m so proud of you. |
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54:17 |
Voices
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cameron | Guitars, Vocals |
Deacon | Drums |
Alex | Guitars, Bass, Piano |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex Bhore | Mixing |
Dave Shirk | Mastering |
Deacon | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Voices | 09:23 | Show lyrics |
This thing inside of you is very real. it’s black, it’s horrible, it wants out, It’s sending you out as a harbinger of pain and suffering. Suffocating feelings of horror and death are like that hand that’s always been around your throat. You haven’t spoken for years. I can’t tell if you’re even breathing anymore. Shards of ripped apart flesh are everywhere. In lakes of dried blood are mounds of your hair and nails. Held hostage by your own mind, your psychosis is eating away at your ability to tell what is real. A pile of soft flesh oozing spit. Utterly useless, no good to anyone. It’s time for you to give up, it’s okay to let go. I’m your friend, I will hold your hand. This is the best day of your life. |
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09:23 |
Into the Grey
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 17th, 2017 | Prosthetic Records | PROS 103141 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
November 17th, 2017 | Prosthetic Records | PROS 103142 | CD | Digipak |
November 17th, 2017 | Prosthetic Records | Digital |
Members | |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack Shirley | Mastering, Mixing |
3mmi Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Subsistence | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Subdued and restless. Forcefully trudged along while accompanied by hysteria and nausea. Consumed by dolor, reminiscent traits of a life once lived begin fading. Confined to vague recollections and a bleak presence, I am defined by my newly found subsistence. Forced to capitulate and stifle ambition, I detach and withdraw. Crippled and maintaining minimal output, I resist all connection. Trapped as a silhouette in front of a screen, any semblance of community has been replaced by a pile of glass and aluminum. | |||
2. | The Morning That Killed the World | 12:24 | Show lyrics |
Dawn of the morning that killed the world. Transparency, a window to Heaven mirrored an ocean below. Translucency, there was never a face that could be seen. White light flooded the brooding eye. The hands of youth severed at first breath under the delusive vault. Dusk of the evening that birthed the mind. The deceit of luminescence diminished at the rim of the Earth. An enveloping blanket swallowed the sky. The death of voice silenced heedless words, the death of vision blinded illusory existence. And from the blackness of the void, came the sound of a nostalgic melody, and the evocative glow of the sun. Behind the sheet of glass that separates mind from world, was the silhouette of a child. With lips bent and fingers curled, he peered through the window in dismay. Painted in the pupil’s reflection was a twin pair of apathetic eyes, gazing from the skull of a listless man, who incinerated the affirmation of time. Amidst the hallow walls of the ceaseless azure, a fleck cast a radiant sliver upon the dimming loop in the rhythm of infinity. | |||
3. | Rust | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Everyday around quarter past three, you burst into the bathroom searching for me. I’m hidden by your mother while you are away. She says you’re incredibly unstable these days. I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight. I am the only one that helps you sleep, like how you once used to. I live to reveal my strength as the scars on your wrist. I leave my marks in flesh and I’m proud of it. I watch patiently as the blood slowly drips. It’s so nice the way it runs from your fingertips. A sadness you cannot let go of. A choreographed ballet of sharp steel, dancing and sliding the right way, vertically up your wrists. A streak of rust and blood. You would be better off if you would stop procrastinating. Grab me and your liquid crutch. This is all you deserve. “Why do I keep waking? I am ready, please let me sleep.” |
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Side B | |||
4. | Aqua | 12:07 | Show lyrics |
Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death. A nightmare dimension, devoid of time and reason. I may have been here yesterday, I may wake up tomorrow. There are faces in the water, I see your face in the water. Clock runs a final lap for a useless existence. I’m dreaming inside of a glass home. I’d like to feel the air, I’d like to smile once more. I don’t know what day it is, I am unsure of the season. There are children by the water, I feel you walking by the water. How cruel, how numb must you be to love on the floating blue, a dying spec of light. | |||
5. | Into the Grey | 13:05 | Show lyrics |
I want to return. Where have I gone? This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived. Dull, gray textures surrounds all peripheries. Who am I? This was not my intent. A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally, or has this always been here? Have I been blinded by past hysteria? Clouded by hopes of resolution? I yearn to know what’s normal. Dreaming of vacating this desolate shade of gray, this cold, somberly body of apathy won’t respond. Dreaming of closure, dreaming a bright light. | |||
57:08 |
Malady’s Black Maw
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 12th, 2019 | Independent | Digital | ||
December 20th, 2019 | Beverina Productions | BP 112 / CBM 072CD | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
Members | |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Mixing |
Alex | Recording |
Acle Kahney | Mastering |
Moonroot Art | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Heaven Bending | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Heaven is burning. Samsaran Hill, my old friend. A bed for bleeding bodies. The sun coughs up light onto a weeping city. My home is on fire. I would have never known the wind was homicidal. He would never have known he was homicidal. I would never have known God was homicidal. Spiritual parricide. Kill the Father who looms above in the loveless skies. No. I will close my eyes first. I’ll speak to nothing. Dream of no one. Death is the back of eye lids. I’ll listen for your voice. I’ll search the clouds for your face. Feel your breath in the air. Kiss your skin in my sleep. Heaven is not burning. Heaven is bending. | |||
2. | Ember | 09:45 | Show lyrics |
Peering into the abyss of past seasons. Gusts of wind and smoke devour the sky with an ember as its baton. A fragile recollection with deceptive influence is all that one has. Let me burn like the ash falling from this bright ember. Birthed anew, shed like a serpent’s scales. A burning vestige dwindled to ash. Ignite my quondam form, the stranger of my conscious. I will manifest the embodied ember. | |||
3. | To Die in a Memory | 09:32 | Show lyrics |
To see you grow old is something I will never see. Count in 5’s, then 10’s, 20’s and you’re there. There is here and I am there, here right now. Above black nothing, beneath golden blur. I am so cold. I am so high. I am so lost. Memories will come and do nothing. Friends, they say words that mean nothing. How easy to write nothing at all. How easy to feel nothing at all. | |||
4. | Erase Your Map | 09:35 | Show lyrics |
I wish I could tell you what is wrong. There’s never a starting point. Asleep, I’m home again. I’m home, I’m numb again. No one will know until they know. Nothing is real until it’s real. Shut out the world, this world has burned on me. Fuck off with love, your love won’t free me. Heartless, mindless, soulless. A light has flickered out. There was the world, I’ll find the world. I’ll jump and find a way. I’ll jump and find my world. | |||
5. | Mendacious | 08:31 | Show lyrics |
Symbiosis of verity and fantasy lie intrinsic, buried under layers of comforting delusion. Blind eyes turn to false enchantment. A callow mind with a compromised awareness yields no bounds. Horrid truth casts its shadow in the face of languor, but sheds light in adversity. Esoteric scabs clawed away; stripped and intrepid. A paragon in arms length, waiting to be seen. | |||
6. | Inculcate | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Inculcation; malicious doctrines claw a submissive intellect. Tightens their grasp; a subversion of sovereignty. A surrogate with buried intentions conjure a false autonomy. The pernicious beckon the malleable; a distortion of perception. Exculpatory and blameless, for they heed no intuition. Prosaic in nature, flawed and unadorned. Like moths clinging to lustrous light, a brood is beckoned and their purpose is forged. | |||
7. | Tellurian | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Swarms of grey and vapor swallow the earth. I am but one in a cluster, accompanied by dour folk. Earth’s brood of comatose capability; a disinterested populace with a propensity towards apathy. Inveterate bodies fulfilling their false imperative. Heed the beckoning of collateral advancement, an amendment to ardor. Evolution of man, tellurian innovation. I will become the incarnate in a world of misery. | |||
01:04:43 |
Take Care
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cameron | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Producer, Mastering, Mixing |
Ferenc Kapiller | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Why Have You Gone? | 02:15 | Show lyrics |
Why have you gone? Two years already gone. I still recall a vivid picture. One with color, vibrance, and contrast. Our life together, but more importantly, yours. The one you have lost. I want it back, I want our lives. |
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2. | 47 Years Stripped Away | 12:00 | Show lyrics |
Today I lay restless, hysterical, and nauseated beyond control. Today is the day I was brought to this world, offering it nothing in return, a true condemnation. Two years of pure fucking agony it has already been. There’s nothing I want more than to see your luminous smile. I know you didn’t want to leave. We tried all we could, you tried your hardest. Why would God have chosen you? It doesn’t make any sense. You were so thoughtful, vigorous, and perfect. I know you did not want to leave, why would God have chosen you? 6 months of misery for you has led to a wasted 45 years for me. After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me, nothing. I yearn for a glimmer of hope, but I feel a my life has been stripped from me. My life stripped from me, leaving me cold, empty, and worthless. I don’t know what to do. I reach out for help, society, hot lines, a deity. No response, I’m worthless, I’m dead in everyone’s eyes. |
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3. | Faded Days | 03:16 | instrumental |
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4. | Please Respond | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
I try, but I get no response I beg for God to rid this pain An affidavit to my own well-being that may never be answered If not for me, then for that who I’ve brought into this world, 18 years ago The only thing that keeps me in contentment to this day I am not worthy of such a selfish request otherwise, to benefit my life to serve my selfish comfort A trudge worth marching I want you in my life Please respond, I need you With palms clasped shut and eyes sealed closed, I beg for God to rid this pain A deafening silence consumes me, it engulfs me This silence consumes me I beg for God to rid this pain, I Beg for your divinity I want, I need you I’m left cold, numb, hanged to dry I see no light, no miracles, no salvation Why do I get no answer? I believe in you, I repent, I love you. Please respond |
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5. | I Don’t Want This | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me. I reach out, with open arms, but just like prayer, I get no answer. I know you blame me for your loss, our loss. I don’t understand why, but I already accept it. My pain is like a cancer in metastasis, spreading throughout me further with each passing day. I am a prisoner of my own mind. My thoughts racing a mile a second. I am shaken and on the edge. Constantly anxious and constantly sick. I am a hollow, vestigial remnant of my former self. Wallowing in a pool of vomit. I function on prescribed chemicals, I’m hardly even human. How can my son even accept me, a drone mentally enslaved by a daily capsule. Wallowing in misery. I don’t want this, my life. All I want is you. |
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6. | 40 Ounces Closer to a Solution | 03:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | I’m So Proud of You | 13:07 | Show lyrics |
I don’t blame you, how can I? I am dead weight, I would hold you back. I am hardly even human, at least functionally. Wretched piece of fucking shit. Blemish on this gracious world. Disgusting excuse for a father. I can’t believe that I made you. The only thing part of me worth anything. Disgusting excuse for a loving father. You’ve grown to be such a great person, accomplishing so much at such a young age. If only your mother were here to see how much you’ve grown, you’ve came so far. Things were so much better when it was just the three of us. First her then now you, involuntary or not, gone. It’s just down to me, my instability, and 40 ounces of false happiness. I don’t see a point in continuing. I can’t go on, I won’t go on. I should just end it, I mean, it would be so easy. A defect of evolutionary biology that can so easily be put to rest with only 9 millimeters of metal that can fit into the palm of my hand. A permanent solution, I’ll be doing the world a favor, I’ll be doing you a favor. For whatever it’s worth, just know that I love you, and that I’m so proud of you. |
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54:17 |
Take Care
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cameron | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Producer, Mastering, Mixing |
Ferenc Kapiller | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Why Have You Gone? | 02:15 | Show lyrics |
Why have you gone? Two years already gone. I still recall a vivid picture. One with color, vibrance, and contrast. Our life together, but more importantly, yours. The one you have lost. I want it back, I want our lives. |
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2. | 47 Years Stripped Away | 12:00 | Show lyrics |
Today I lay restless, hysterical, and nauseated beyond control. Today is the day I was brought to this world, offering it nothing in return, a true condemnation. Two years of pure fucking agony it has already been. There’s nothing I want more than to see your luminous smile. I know you didn’t want to leave. We tried all we could, you tried your hardest. Why would God have chosen you? It doesn’t make any sense. You were so thoughtful, vigorous, and perfect. I know you did not want to leave, why would God have chosen you? 6 months of misery for you has led to a wasted 45 years for me. After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me, nothing. I yearn for a glimmer of hope, but I feel a my life has been stripped from me. My life stripped from me, leaving me cold, empty, and worthless. I don’t know what to do. I reach out for help, society, hot lines, a deity. No response, I’m worthless, I’m dead in everyone’s eyes. |
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3. | Faded Days | 03:16 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | Please Respond | 08:27 | Show lyrics |
I try, but I get no response I beg for God to rid this pain An affidavit to my own well-being that may never be answered If not for me, then for that who I’ve brought into this world, 18 years ago The only thing that keeps me in contentment to this day I am not worthy of such a selfish request otherwise, to benefit my life to serve my selfish comfort A trudge worth marching I want you in my life Please respond, I need you With palms clasped shut and eyes sealed closed, I beg for God to rid this pain A deafening silence consumes me, it engulfs me This silence consumes me I beg for God to rid this pain, I Beg for your divinity I want, I need you I’m left cold, numb, hanged to dry I see no light, no miracles, no salvation Why do I get no answer? I believe in you, I repent, I love you. Please respond |
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5. | I Don’t Want This | 11:40 | Show lyrics |
After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me. I reach out, with open arms, but just like prayer, I get no answer. I know you blame me for your loss, our loss. I don’t understand why, but I already accept it. My pain is like a cancer in metastasis, spreading throughout me further with each passing day. I am a prisoner of my own mind. My thoughts racing a mile a second. I am shaken and on the edge. Constantly anxious and constantly sick. I am a hollow, vestigial remnant of my former self. Wallowing in a pool of vomit. I function on prescribed chemicals, I’m hardly even human. How can my son even accept me, a drone mentally enslaved by a daily capsule. Wallowing in misery. I don’t want this, my life. All I want is you. |
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6. | 40 Ounces Closer to a Solution | 03:32 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | I’m So Proud of You | 13:07 | Show lyrics |
I don’t blame you, how can I? I am dead weight, I would hold you back. I am hardly even human, at least functionally. Wretched piece of fucking shit. Blemish on this gracious world. Disgusting excuse for a father. I can’t believe that I made you. The only thing part of me worth anything. Disgusting excuse for a loving father. You’ve grown to be such a great person, accomplishing so much at such a young age. If only your mother were here to see how much you’ve grown, you’ve came so far. Things were so much better when it was just the three of us. First her then now you, involuntary or not, gone. It’s just down to me, my instability, and 40 ounces of false happiness. I don’t see a point in continuing. I can’t go on, I won’t go on. I should just end it, I mean, it would be so easy. A defect of evolutionary biology that can so easily be put to rest with only 9 millimeters of metal that can fit into the palm of my hand. A permanent solution, I’ll be doing the world a favor, I’ll be doing you a favor. For whatever it’s worth, just know that I love you, and that I’m so proud of you. |
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54:17 |
Into the Grey
Members | |
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack Shirley | Mastering, Mixing |
3mmi Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Subsistence | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Subdued and restless. Forcefully trudged along while accompanied by hysteria and nausea. Consumed by dolor, reminiscent traits of a life once lived begin fading. Confined to vague recollections and a bleak presence, I am defined by my newly found subsistence. Forced to capitulate and stifle ambition, I detach and withdraw. Crippled and maintaining minimal output, I resist all connection. Trapped as a silhouette in front of a screen, any semblance of community has been replaced by a pile of glass and aluminum. | |||
2. | The Morning That Killed the World | 12:24 | Show lyrics |
Dawn of the morning that killed the world. Transparency, a window to Heaven mirrored an ocean below. Translucency, there was never a face that could be seen. White light flooded the brooding eye. The hands of youth severed at first breath under the delusive vault. Dusk of the evening that birthed the mind. The deceit of luminescence diminished at the rim of the Earth. An enveloping blanket swallowed the sky. The death of voice silenced heedless words, the death of vision blinded illusory existence. And from the blackness of the void, came the sound of a nostalgic melody, and the evocative glow of the sun. Behind the sheet of glass that separates mind from world, was the silhouette of a child. With lips bent and fingers curled, he peered through the window in dismay. Painted in the pupil’s reflection was a twin pair of apathetic eyes, gazing from the skull of a listless man, who incinerated the affirmation of time. Amidst the hallow walls of the ceaseless azure, a fleck cast a radiant sliver upon the dimming loop in the rhythm of infinity. | |||
3. | Rust | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Everyday around quarter past three, you burst into the bathroom searching for me. I’m hidden by your mother while you are away. She says you’re incredibly unstable these days. I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight. I am the only one that helps you sleep, like how you once used to. I live to reveal my strength as the scars on your wrist. I leave my marks in flesh and I’m proud of it. I watch patiently as the blood slowly drips. It’s so nice the way it runs from your fingertips. A sadness you cannot let go of. A choreographed ballet of sharp steel, dancing and sliding the right way, vertically up your wrists. A streak of rust and blood. You would be better off if you would stop procrastinating. Grab me and your liquid crutch. This is all you deserve. “Why do I keep waking? I am ready, please let me sleep.” |
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Side B | |||
4. | Aqua | 12:07 | Show lyrics |
Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death. A nightmare dimension, devoid of time and reason. I may have been here yesterday, I may wake up tomorrow. There are faces in the water, I see your face in the water. Clock runs a final lap for a useless existence. I’m dreaming inside of a glass home. I’d like to feel the air, I’d like to smile once more. I don’t know what day it is, I am unsure of the season. There are children by the water, I feel you walking by the water. How cruel, how numb must you be to love on the floating blue, a dying spec of light. | |||
5. | Into the Grey | 13:05 | Show lyrics |
I want to return. Where have I gone? This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived. Dull, gray textures surrounds all peripheries. Who am I? This was not my intent. A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally, or has this always been here? Have I been blinded by past hysteria? Clouded by hopes of resolution? I yearn to know what’s normal. Dreaming of vacating this desolate shade of gray, this cold, somberly body of apathy won’t respond. Dreaming of closure, dreaming a bright light. | |||
57:08 |
Into the Grey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack Shirley | Mastering, Mixing |
3mmi Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Subsistence | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Subdued and restless. Forcefully trudged along while accompanied by hysteria and nausea. Consumed by dolor, reminiscent traits of a life once lived begin fading. Confined to vague recollections and a bleak presence, I am defined by my newly found subsistence. Forced to capitulate and stifle ambition, I detach and withdraw. Crippled and maintaining minimal output, I resist all connection. Trapped as a silhouette in front of a screen, any semblance of community has been replaced by a pile of glass and aluminum. | |||
2. | The Morning That Killed the World | 12:24 | Show lyrics |
Dawn of the morning that killed the world. Transparency, a window to Heaven mirrored an ocean below. Translucency, there was never a face that could be seen. White light flooded the brooding eye. The hands of youth severed at first breath under the delusive vault. Dusk of the evening that birthed the mind. The deceit of luminescence diminished at the rim of the Earth. An enveloping blanket swallowed the sky. The death of voice silenced heedless words, the death of vision blinded illusory existence. And from the blackness of the void, came the sound of a nostalgic melody, and the evocative glow of the sun. Behind the sheet of glass that separates mind from world, was the silhouette of a child. With lips bent and fingers curled, he peered through the window in dismay. Painted in the pupil’s reflection was a twin pair of apathetic eyes, gazing from the skull of a listless man, who incinerated the affirmation of time. Amidst the hallow walls of the ceaseless azure, a fleck cast a radiant sliver upon the dimming loop in the rhythm of infinity. | |||
3. | Rust | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Everyday around quarter past three, you burst into the bathroom searching for me. I’m hidden by your mother while you are away. She says you’re incredibly unstable these days. I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight. I am the only one that helps you sleep, like how you once used to. I live to reveal my strength as the scars on your wrist. I leave my marks in flesh and I’m proud of it. I watch patiently as the blood slowly drips. It’s so nice the way it runs from your fingertips. A sadness you cannot let go of. A choreographed ballet of sharp steel, dancing and sliding the right way, vertically up your wrists. A streak of rust and blood. You would be better off if you would stop procrastinating. Grab me and your liquid crutch. This is all you deserve. “Why do I keep waking? I am ready, please let me sleep.” |
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4. | Aqua | 12:07 | Show lyrics |
Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death. A nightmare dimension, devoid of time and reason. I may have been here yesterday, I may wake up tomorrow. There are faces in the water, I see your face in the water. Clock runs a final lap for a useless existence. I’m dreaming inside of a glass home. I’d like to feel the air, I’d like to smile once more. I don’t know what day it is, I am unsure of the season. There are children by the water, I feel you walking by the water. How cruel, how numb must you be to love on the floating blue, a dying spec of light. | |||
5. | Into the Grey | 13:05 | Show lyrics |
I want to return. Where have I gone? This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived. Dull, gray textures surrounds all peripheries. Who am I? This was not my intent. A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally, or has this always been here? Have I been blinded by past hysteria? Clouded by hopes of resolution? I yearn to know what’s normal. Dreaming of vacating this desolate shade of gray, this cold, somberly body of apathy won’t respond. Dreaming of closure, dreaming a bright light. | |||
57:08 |
Into the Grey
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jack Shirley | Mastering, Mixing |
3mmi Design | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Subsistence | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Subdued and restless. Forcefully trudged along while accompanied by hysteria and nausea. Consumed by dolor, reminiscent traits of a life once lived begin fading. Confined to vague recollections and a bleak presence, I am defined by my newly found subsistence. Forced to capitulate and stifle ambition, I detach and withdraw. Crippled and maintaining minimal output, I resist all connection. Trapped as a silhouette in front of a screen, any semblance of community has been replaced by a pile of glass and aluminum. | |||
2. | The Morning That Killed the World | 12:24 | Show lyrics |
Dawn of the morning that killed the world. Transparency, a window to Heaven mirrored an ocean below. Translucency, there was never a face that could be seen. White light flooded the brooding eye. The hands of youth severed at first breath under the delusive vault. Dusk of the evening that birthed the mind. The deceit of luminescence diminished at the rim of the Earth. An enveloping blanket swallowed the sky. The death of voice silenced heedless words, the death of vision blinded illusory existence. And from the blackness of the void, came the sound of a nostalgic melody, and the evocative glow of the sun. Behind the sheet of glass that separates mind from world, was the silhouette of a child. With lips bent and fingers curled, he peered through the window in dismay. Painted in the pupil’s reflection was a twin pair of apathetic eyes, gazing from the skull of a listless man, who incinerated the affirmation of time. Amidst the hallow walls of the ceaseless azure, a fleck cast a radiant sliver upon the dimming loop in the rhythm of infinity. | |||
3. | Rust | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Everyday around quarter past three, you burst into the bathroom searching for me. I’m hidden by your mother while you are away. She says you’re incredibly unstable these days. I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight. I am the only one that helps you sleep, like how you once used to. I live to reveal my strength as the scars on your wrist. I leave my marks in flesh and I’m proud of it. I watch patiently as the blood slowly drips. It’s so nice the way it runs from your fingertips. A sadness you cannot let go of. A choreographed ballet of sharp steel, dancing and sliding the right way, vertically up your wrists. A streak of rust and blood. You would be better off if you would stop procrastinating. Grab me and your liquid crutch. This is all you deserve. “Why do I keep waking? I am ready, please let me sleep.” |
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4. | Aqua | 12:07 | Show lyrics |
Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death. A nightmare dimension, devoid of time and reason. I may have been here yesterday, I may wake up tomorrow. There are faces in the water, I see your face in the water. Clock runs a final lap for a useless existence. I’m dreaming inside of a glass home. I’d like to feel the air, I’d like to smile once more. I don’t know what day it is, I am unsure of the season. There are children by the water, I feel you walking by the water. How cruel, how numb must you be to love on the floating blue, a dying spec of light. | |||
5. | Into the Grey | 13:05 | Show lyrics |
I want to return. Where have I gone? This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived. Dull, gray textures surrounds all peripheries. Who am I? This was not my intent. A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally, or has this always been here? Have I been blinded by past hysteria? Clouded by hopes of resolution? I yearn to know what’s normal. Dreaming of vacating this desolate shade of gray, this cold, somberly body of apathy won’t respond. Dreaming of closure, dreaming a bright light. | |||
57:08 |
Malady’s Black Maw
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Mixing |
Alex | Recording |
Acle Kahney | Mastering |
Moonroot Art | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Heaven Bending | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Heaven is burning. Samsaran Hill, my old friend. A bed for bleeding bodies. The sun coughs up light onto a weeping city. My home is on fire. I would have never known the wind was homicidal. He would never have known he was homicidal. I would never have known God was homicidal. Spiritual parricide. Kill the Father who looms above in the loveless skies. No. I will close my eyes first. I’ll speak to nothing. Dream of no one. Death is the back of eye lids. I’ll listen for your voice. I’ll search the clouds for your face. Feel your breath in the air. Kiss your skin in my sleep. Heaven is not burning. Heaven is bending. | |||
2. | Ember | 09:45 | Show lyrics |
Peering into the abyss of past seasons. Gusts of wind and smoke devour the sky with an ember as its baton. A fragile recollection with deceptive influence is all that one has. Let me burn like the ash falling from this bright ember. Birthed anew, shed like a serpent’s scales. A burning vestige dwindled to ash. Ignite my quondam form, the stranger of my conscious. I will manifest the embodied ember. | |||
3. | To Die in a Memory | 09:32 | Show lyrics |
To see you grow old is something I will never see. Count in 5’s, then 10’s, 20’s and you’re there. There is here and I am there, here right now. Above black nothing, beneath golden blur. I am so cold. I am so high. I am so lost. Memories will come and do nothing. Friends, they say words that mean nothing. How easy to write nothing at all. How easy to feel nothing at all. | |||
4. | Erase Your Map | 09:35 | Show lyrics |
I wish I could tell you what is wrong. There’s never a starting point. Asleep, I’m home again. I’m home, I’m numb again. No one will know until they know. Nothing is real until it’s real. Shut out the world, this world has burned on me. Fuck off with love, your love won’t free me. Heartless, mindless, soulless. A light has flickered out. There was the world, I’ll find the world. I’ll jump and find a way. I’ll jump and find my world. | |||
5. | Mendacious | 08:31 | Show lyrics |
Symbiosis of verity and fantasy lie intrinsic, buried under layers of comforting delusion. Blind eyes turn to false enchantment. A callow mind with a compromised awareness yields no bounds. Horrid truth casts its shadow in the face of languor, but sheds light in adversity. Esoteric scabs clawed away; stripped and intrepid. A paragon in arms length, waiting to be seen. | |||
6. | Inculcate | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Inculcation; malicious doctrines claw a submissive intellect. Tightens their grasp; a subversion of sovereignty. A surrogate with buried intentions conjure a false autonomy. The pernicious beckon the malleable; a distortion of perception. Exculpatory and blameless, for they heed no intuition. Prosaic in nature, flawed and unadorned. Like moths clinging to lustrous light, a brood is beckoned and their purpose is forged. | |||
7. | Tellurian | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Swarms of grey and vapor swallow the earth. I am but one in a cluster, accompanied by dour folk. Earth’s brood of comatose capability; a disinterested populace with a propensity towards apathy. Inveterate bodies fulfilling their false imperative. Heed the beckoning of collateral advancement, an amendment to ardor. Evolution of man, tellurian innovation. I will become the incarnate in a world of misery. | |||
01:04:43 |
Malady’s Black Maw
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cameron | Recording, Mixing |
Alex | Recording |
Acle Kahney | Mastering |
Moonroot Art | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Heaven Bending | 11:26 | Show lyrics |
Heaven is burning. Samsaran Hill, my old friend. A bed for bleeding bodies. The sun coughs up light onto a weeping city. My home is on fire. I would have never known the wind was homicidal. He would never have known he was homicidal. I would never have known God was homicidal. Spiritual parricide. Kill the Father who looms above in the loveless skies. No. I will close my eyes first. I’ll speak to nothing. Dream of no one. Death is the back of eye lids. I’ll listen for your voice. I’ll search the clouds for your face. Feel your breath in the air. Kiss your skin in my sleep. Heaven is not burning. Heaven is bending. | |||
2. | Ember | 09:45 | Show lyrics |
Peering into the abyss of past seasons. Gusts of wind and smoke devour the sky with an ember as its baton. A fragile recollection with deceptive influence is all that one has. Let me burn like the ash falling from this bright ember. Birthed anew, shed like a serpent’s scales. A burning vestige dwindled to ash. Ignite my quondam form, the stranger of my conscious. I will manifest the embodied ember. | |||
3. | To Die in a Memory | 09:32 | Show lyrics |
To see you grow old is something I will never see. Count in 5’s, then 10’s, 20’s and you’re there. There is here and I am there, here right now. Above black nothing, beneath golden blur. I am so cold. I am so high. I am so lost. Memories will come and do nothing. Friends, they say words that mean nothing. How easy to write nothing at all. How easy to feel nothing at all. | |||
4. | Erase Your Map | 09:35 | Show lyrics |
I wish I could tell you what is wrong. There’s never a starting point. Asleep, I’m home again. I’m home, I’m numb again. No one will know until they know. Nothing is real until it’s real. Shut out the world, this world has burned on me. Fuck off with love, your love won’t free me. Heartless, mindless, soulless. A light has flickered out. There was the world, I’ll find the world. I’ll jump and find a way. I’ll jump and find my world. | |||
5. | Mendacious | 08:31 | Show lyrics |
Symbiosis of verity and fantasy lie intrinsic, buried under layers of comforting delusion. Blind eyes turn to false enchantment. A callow mind with a compromised awareness yields no bounds. Horrid truth casts its shadow in the face of languor, but sheds light in adversity. Esoteric scabs clawed away; stripped and intrepid. A paragon in arms length, waiting to be seen. | |||
6. | Inculcate | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Inculcation; malicious doctrines claw a submissive intellect. Tightens their grasp; a subversion of sovereignty. A surrogate with buried intentions conjure a false autonomy. The pernicious beckon the malleable; a distortion of perception. Exculpatory and blameless, for they heed no intuition. Prosaic in nature, flawed and unadorned. Like moths clinging to lustrous light, a brood is beckoned and their purpose is forged. | |||
7. | Tellurian | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Swarms of grey and vapor swallow the earth. I am but one in a cluster, accompanied by dour folk. Earth’s brood of comatose capability; a disinterested populace with a propensity towards apathy. Inveterate bodies fulfilling their false imperative. Heed the beckoning of collateral advancement, an amendment to ardor. Evolution of man, tellurian innovation. I will become the incarnate in a world of misery. | |||
01:04:43 |
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