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Altar of Plagues
Members | |
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Last known | |
James Kelly | Drums (2006-2008), Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards (2006-2013, 2015) |
Member(bands): Dypherim, Bliss Signal, WIFE | |
Johnny King | Drums (2008-2013, 2015) |
Member(bands): Conan, Dread Sovereign, Krawwl, Malthusian, Sodb, DOS, Abaddon Incarnate | |
Past | |
Barry English | Drums |
Member(bands): Bodydrinkers, I’ll Eat Your Face, Dog on Stilts, For Ruin, Molde | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals (2006-2013) |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars (2006-2010) |
Member(bands): Krawwl, Dominus, Witchhammer, Shadow Season, Belinus | |
Bryan O’ Sullivan | Guitars (2006-2008) |
Member(bands): Abigail Williams, Mortichnia, El Bastardo, From the Bogs of Aughiska | |
Past (Live) | |
Eric Netto | Guitars |
Member(bands): Our Place of Worship Is Silence, Xibalba, Lake of Blood, Doctorshopper, Evolution of Discord, Torch the Day, Wageslave, Teeth | |
Joe Noel | Bass (2012) |
Member(bands): This Building Is Cursed, Samothrace, Wolvhammer, Lethe, Camarosmith, hookandladder, Sentient, Short Bus Kids | |
Stavros Giannopoulos | Guitars (2012) |
Member(bands): The Atlas Moth, Twilight, Chrome Waves, Wrekmeister Harmonies (live) | |
Barry O’Sullivan | Guitars (2015) |
Member(bands): I’ll Eat Your Face, For Ruin |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | First Plague | Demo | 2006 | Show album |
2 | Through the Cracks of the Earth | EP | 2007 | Show album |
3 | Sol | EP | 2008 | Show album |
4 | White Tomb | Full-length | 2009 | Show album |
5 | Tides | EP | 2010 | Show album |
6 | Mammal | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
7 | Year of No Light / Altar of Plagues | Split | 2012 | Show album |
8 | Teethed Glory & Injury | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
9 | Live at Club Colectiv, Bucharest | Live album | 2016 | Show album |
First Plague
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Guest/Session | |
Ro Hu Gar Darn | Guitars |
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1. | 0 | 01:28 | |
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2. | Questions of Peril | 06:08 | |
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3. | Hypnotic Soundscapes | 06:26 | |
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4. | Towards a Higher State of Being | 06:34 | |
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5. | This Void | 06:28 | |
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6. | 00 | 01:15 | |
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28:19 |
Through the Cracks of the Earth
Members | |
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Band members | |
James Kelly | Percussion, Guitars, Vocals, Synths |
David | Guitars, Vocals |
Bryan O’ Sullivan | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Mark | Bass |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Ascending | 01:11 | |
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2. | I Am the Offering | 06:13 | |
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3. | Cast to the Seas | 03:42 | |
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4. | Promise and Purpose | 07:57 | |
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5. | Skies Apart | 08:30 | |
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27:33 |
Sol
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 3rd, 2008 | Independent | CD | CD-R | |
February 6th, 2008 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2010 | Deviant Records | DEV025 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
2010 | Radar Swarm Records | RSR023 | CD | Reissue, Digipak |
April 2010 | Deviant Records | DEV025 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
May 11th, 2015 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 2015-19 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 01:51 | instrumental |
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2. | The Titan Skies | 05:43 | |
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3. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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4. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
White Tomb
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 17th, 2009 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 045 / PL 045 | CD | Digipak |
April 17th, 2009 | Profound Lore Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
2009 | Deviant Records | DEV024 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
April 2010 | Deviant Records | DEV024 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Clear vinyl |
May 10th, 2010 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE304CD | CD | Digipak |
June 2012 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 2012-05 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
May 11th, 2015 | Hammerheart Records | HHR 2015-20 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors, Reissue |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
Tides
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 1st, 2010 | Burning World Records | BWR008 | 12" vinyl | |
April 16th, 2010 | Burning World Records | BWR008 | CD | Digipak |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Eager | Engineering |
Mell Dettmer | Mastering |
Jeremiah Spillane | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Atlantic Light | 15:45 | Show lyrics |
On shores we stood, to always watch and learn. The gifts that you bestow, marvel at your beauty. The host of our land, the pathway to my journey home. Atlantic light, will guide us home. The light from Earth will shine. To you I go, in hunger and in rage,to find solace. But you remain furious at spit at the earth that mocked you. Shape the Earth I wander among, and your promise is true. Atlantic Light, guide me. Atlantic Light, shine upon me. Within your walls, I find a certainty. Of wood and wind you shall be my host. Day breaks, night comes in endless cycles. The shore reminds of times unknown. Breathe within me - this is my path, my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. Breathe within me - with my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. My light. I am not beyond. I won’t fail. My light. Once we stood on the shore, but now we will not learn. We care not for your life, and we refuse your light. I will host our land. I will guide my journey. But you remain with a will to destroy. Atlantic Light. |
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2. | The Weight of All | 19:45 | Show lyrics |
A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. All that you know, you will not allow. This weight is within every shiver, within the the spin, inside the heart. We will remain floating numb. Allowing ourselves, to forget. It is as if we are in the center of time, and we are within our steel towers. It is to float within the cloud, to tremble inside the land. All are numb. A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. Racing on foot, holding to hope like a shield from the truth. They cry, "Sleepers Awake!" Racing on foot, sleepers awake. The rhymes promise was true. We have returned to this place. Home to a calm dawn, and the work we had just begun. Eating roots, grown in soil. Drawing on life, of the living. Clustered points of light, spun out in space. And the time, within the skies. |
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35:30 |
Mammal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 25th, 2011 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE329CD | CD | Digipak |
April 25th, 2011 | Back on Black | BOBV278LP | 2 12" vinyls | White vinyl, Limited edition |
May 17th, 2011 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 075 | CD | Slim digipak |
May 17th, 2011 | Profound Lore Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Dave Condon | Vocals, Bass |
Johnny King | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Engineering |
Tore Stjerna | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Daniel Sesé | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Neptune Is Dead | 18:44 | Show lyrics |
Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death The path has reached its end And streams of gold promise nothing This is not time! This is not time! Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity We create this death, we create this entity We have created death, Neptune is dead Come here, find me and be where you once belong No light, no dawn, always darkness Who will find me now that my soul has gone? No light, no dawn, forever darkness The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground The blue in the burst reminds me of something true I know that when I die the world is alive And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |
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2. | Feather and Bone | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
It is a familiar place That the road leads toward, Forever dying and stripped of All but nothing and fed to nothing Wide eye cannot see the beyond, They will not look upon its face The ride to that which has no soul The ride to nothingness Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance pulls us apart Horses are rapid and ready White light chases light Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance tears me apart |
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3. | When the Sun Drowns in the Ocean | 08:18 | instrumental |
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4. | All Life Converges to Some Centre | 13:15 | Show lyrics |
I was young and you promised that we would live forever Now the road is too clear, and seeing makes me choke The brother, the mother, the sister and the son, all of them are gone Who will conduct the ending scene, now that my love is extinct? Once we have reached the silence, the making of my soul will be extinct Slowly lead to a home far from home, with no space between The ashes of our lives fill the distance with no great light Nothing was promised, it always remains, horses are rapid and ready |
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51:59 |
Year of No Light / Altar of Plagues
Members | |
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Band members | |
Year of No Light | |
Johan Sébenne | Bass, Electronics |
Bertrand Sébenne | Drums, Keyboards |
Pierre Anouilh | Guitars |
Jérôme Alban | Guitars, Keyboards |
Mathieu Mégemont | Drums, Electronics |
Shiran Kaïdine | Guitars, Vocals |
Altar of Plagues | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cyrille Gachet | Mastering |
Glyn Smyth | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Year of No Light - Møn | 09:51 | |
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Side B | |||
2. | Altar of Plagues - Light Through a Tomb | 16:38 | |
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26:29 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 30th, 2013 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 115 | CD | Digipak |
April 30th, 2013 | Back on Black | BOBV374LP | 2 12" vinyls | Grey vinyl, Limited edition |
April 30th, 2013 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE418CD | CD | |
April 30th, 2013 | Profound Lore Records | PFL 115 | 2 12" vinyls | 2 colors, Limited edition |
April 13th, 2013 | Profound Lore Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
May 15th, 2013 | Daymare Recordings | DYMC 194 | 2CD | Japan, Digipak |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
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2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
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3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
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5. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
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6. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
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7. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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8. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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9. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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47:58 |
Live at Club Colectiv, Bucharest
Members | |
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Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars |
Johnny King | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Barry O’ Sullivan | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Kelly | Mastering |
Radu Boanca | Recording |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Part 1 | 25:36 | |
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2. | Part 2 | 24:02 | |
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3. | Part 3 | 12:58 | |
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01:02:36 |
Sol
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 01:51 | instrumental |
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2. | The Titan Skies | 05:43 | |
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3. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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4. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
Sol
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 01:51 | instrumental |
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2. | The Titan Skies | 05:43 | |
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3. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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4. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
Sol
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Titan Skies | 07:34 | |
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2. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
Sol
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 01:51 | instrumental |
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2. | The Titan Skies | 05:43 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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4. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
Sol
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Titan Skies | 07:34 | |
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2. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
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Side B | |||
3. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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33:33 |
Sol
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Liadain | Vocals (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Titan Skies | 07:34 | |
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2. | Twisted Structures Against the Sun | 11:43 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
3. | With Fire in Our Veins We Drown in Light | 14:16 | |
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4. | Twisted Structures Against The Sun (Live) | ||
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33:33 |
White Tomb
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
White Tomb
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Nathan Misterek | Vocals (tracks 2, 3) |
Stephen Lordan | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Stephen Lordan | Producer |
Jason O’Carroll | Engineering (assistance) |
Antimony Media | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Sloan | Inner illustration |
Ross O’Donovan | Recording, Mixing |
Colin Marston | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Earth: As a Womb | 12:03 | Show lyrics |
Who will guard these hills? Those which are abandoned. Those which are exhausted. Everything is falling, can you see it? Awareness will come slow, if at all. I knew it would come, when everything collapsed. Is it too late to rebuild these walls? (Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true, When truth was the rise of the first gentian. They do not know what they seek, So who could expect such grand repose When all wisdom ends in nothing, Who chooses what will be truth? It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones, Behind this flesh lies an anaemic frame like brittle bones, they snap, it echoes for days. I regret everything I ever promised, In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing as we think that we are all that will exist learning now, that this truth, tells me nothing. |
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2. | Earth: As a Furnace | 15:00 | Show lyrics |
A once sacred womb, now more akin to a furnace. And we watch her bleed, watch the wounds run dry. Bury my hands in the soil fingers withered and grey extended like spines pulling patterns in the dirt Tear the bark from the trees and build a chariot and watch the earth return to grain, as it once was. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Through the Collapse: Watchers Restrained | 09:48 | Show lyrics |
We built our towers in sand and now they collapse around us, as we fall into the cracks. Nothing shall remain as it once was. Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion, when silence sleeps to the beat of fists. Bury your head in the sand, and throw you heart to the sea for your children have no place to grow their bones. Birds are weak as their necks grow thin, trees no longer stand. And like the soil, we too are made of grain. Like the death of young, it is finality. Assemble the masses at the cliffs, and we shall cast ourselves to the seas. Rain strips the skin from our bones. We fall into the cracks of the earth.. Silence. Desolation. Silence. Desolation. |
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4. | Through the Collapse: Gentian Truth | 13:10 | Show lyrics |
There is a mist that chokes the land. The waves attack. Relent. The skies attack, they come, relentless. |
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50:01 |
Tides
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Eager | Engineering |
Mell Dettmer | Mastering |
Jeremiah Spillane | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Atlantic Light | 15:45 | Show lyrics |
On shores we stood, to always watch and learn. The gifts that you bestow, marvel at your beauty. The host of our land, the pathway to my journey home. Atlantic light, will guide us home. The light from Earth will shine. To you I go, in hunger and in rage,to find solace. But you remain furious at spit at the earth that mocked you. Shape the Earth I wander among, and your promise is true. Atlantic Light, guide me. Atlantic Light, shine upon me. Within your walls, I find a certainty. Of wood and wind you shall be my host. Day breaks, night comes in endless cycles. The shore reminds of times unknown. Breathe within me - this is my path, my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. Breathe within me - with my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. My light. I am not beyond. I won’t fail. My light. Once we stood on the shore, but now we will not learn. We care not for your life, and we refuse your light. I will host our land. I will guide my journey. But you remain with a will to destroy. Atlantic Light. |
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Side B | |||
2. | The Weight of All | 19:45 | Show lyrics |
A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. All that you know, you will not allow. This weight is within every shiver, within the the spin, inside the heart. We will remain floating numb. Allowing ourselves, to forget. It is as if we are in the center of time, and we are within our steel towers. It is to float within the cloud, to tremble inside the land. All are numb. A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. Racing on foot, holding to hope like a shield from the truth. They cry, "Sleepers Awake!" Racing on foot, sleepers awake. The rhymes promise was true. We have returned to this place. Home to a calm dawn, and the work we had just begun. Eating roots, grown in soil. Drawing on life, of the living. Clustered points of light, spun out in space. And the time, within the skies. |
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35:30 |
Tides
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
James O’Ceallaigh | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals, Drums |
Jeremiah Spillane | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
James Eager | Engineering |
Mell Dettmer | Mastering |
Jeremiah Spillane | Mixing |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Atlantic Light | 15:45 | Show lyrics |
On shores we stood, to always watch and learn. The gifts that you bestow, marvel at your beauty. The host of our land, the pathway to my journey home. Atlantic light, will guide us home. The light from Earth will shine. To you I go, in hunger and in rage,to find solace. But you remain furious at spit at the earth that mocked you. Shape the Earth I wander among, and your promise is true. Atlantic Light, guide me. Atlantic Light, shine upon me. Within your walls, I find a certainty. Of wood and wind you shall be my host. Day breaks, night comes in endless cycles. The shore reminds of times unknown. Breathe within me - this is my path, my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. Breathe within me - with my light. Breathe within me - to guide me home. My light. I am not beyond. I won’t fail. My light. Once we stood on the shore, but now we will not learn. We care not for your life, and we refuse your light. I will host our land. I will guide my journey. But you remain with a will to destroy. Atlantic Light. |
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2. | The Weight of All | 19:45 | Show lyrics |
A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. All that you know, you will not allow. This weight is within every shiver, within the the spin, inside the heart. We will remain floating numb. Allowing ourselves, to forget. It is as if we are in the center of time, and we are within our steel towers. It is to float within the cloud, to tremble inside the land. All are numb. A weight that we can not comprehend. Beyond all reason. This weight that we won’t comprehend. Beyond all reason. Racing on foot, holding to hope like a shield from the truth. They cry, "Sleepers Awake!" Racing on foot, sleepers awake. The rhymes promise was true. We have returned to this place. Home to a calm dawn, and the work we had just begun. Eating roots, grown in soil. Drawing on life, of the living. Clustered points of light, spun out in space. And the time, within the skies. |
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35:30 |
Mammal
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Dave Condon | Vocals, Bass |
Johnny King | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Engineering |
Tore Stjerna | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Daniel Sesé | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Neptune Is Dead | 18:44 | Show lyrics |
Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death The path has reached its end And streams of gold promise nothing This is not time! This is not time! Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity We create this death, we create this entity We have created death, Neptune is dead Come here, find me and be where you once belong No light, no dawn, always darkness Who will find me now that my soul has gone? No light, no dawn, forever darkness The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground The blue in the burst reminds me of something true I know that when I die the world is alive And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |
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2. | Feather and Bone | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
It is a familiar place That the road leads toward, Forever dying and stripped of All but nothing and fed to nothing Wide eye cannot see the beyond, They will not look upon its face The ride to that which has no soul The ride to nothingness Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance pulls us apart Horses are rapid and ready White light chases light Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance tears me apart |
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3. | When the Sun Drowns in the Ocean | 08:18 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | All Life Converges to Some Centre | 13:15 | Show lyrics |
I was young and you promised that we would live forever Now the road is too clear, and seeing makes me choke The brother, the mother, the sister and the son, all of them are gone Who will conduct the ending scene, now that my love is extinct? Once we have reached the silence, the making of my soul will be extinct Slowly lead to a home far from home, with no space between The ashes of our lives fill the distance with no great light Nothing was promised, it always remains, horses are rapid and ready |
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51:59 |
Mammal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Dave Condon | Vocals, Bass |
Johnny King | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Engineering |
Tore Stjerna | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Daniel Sesé | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Neptune Is Dead | 18:44 | Show lyrics |
Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death The path has reached its end And streams of gold promise nothing This is not time! This is not time! Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity We create this death, we create this entity We have created death, Neptune is dead Come here, find me and be where you once belong No light, no dawn, always darkness Who will find me now that my soul has gone? No light, no dawn, forever darkness The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground The blue in the burst reminds me of something true I know that when I die the world is alive And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |
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Side B | |||
2. | Feather and Bone | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
It is a familiar place That the road leads toward, Forever dying and stripped of All but nothing and fed to nothing Wide eye cannot see the beyond, They will not look upon its face The ride to that which has no soul The ride to nothingness Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance pulls us apart Horses are rapid and ready White light chases light Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance tears me apart |
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30:26 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | When the Sun Drowns in the Ocean | 08:18 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
Side B | |||
2. | All Life Converges to Some Centre | 13:15 | Show lyrics |
I was young and you promised that we would live forever Now the road is too clear, and seeing makes me choke The brother, the mother, the sister and the son, all of them are gone Who will conduct the ending scene, now that my love is extinct? Once we have reached the silence, the making of my soul will be extinct Slowly lead to a home far from home, with no space between The ashes of our lives fill the distance with no great light Nothing was promised, it always remains, horses are rapid and ready |
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21:33 |
Mammal
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Dave Condon | Vocals, Bass |
Johnny King | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Engineering |
Tore Stjerna | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Daniel Sesé | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Neptune Is Dead | 18:44 | Show lyrics |
Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death The path has reached its end And streams of gold promise nothing This is not time! This is not time! Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity We create this death, we create this entity We have created death, Neptune is dead Come here, find me and be where you once belong No light, no dawn, always darkness Who will find me now that my soul has gone? No light, no dawn, forever darkness The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground The blue in the burst reminds me of something true I know that when I die the world is alive And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |
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2. | Feather and Bone | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
It is a familiar place That the road leads toward, Forever dying and stripped of All but nothing and fed to nothing Wide eye cannot see the beyond, They will not look upon its face The ride to that which has no soul The ride to nothingness Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance pulls us apart Horses are rapid and ready White light chases light Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance tears me apart |
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3. | When the Sun Drowns in the Ocean | 08:18 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | All Life Converges to Some Centre | 13:15 | Show lyrics |
I was young and you promised that we would live forever Now the road is too clear, and seeing makes me choke The brother, the mother, the sister and the son, all of them are gone Who will conduct the ending scene, now that my love is extinct? Once we have reached the silence, the making of my soul will be extinct Slowly lead to a home far from home, with no space between The ashes of our lives fill the distance with no great light Nothing was promised, it always remains, horses are rapid and ready |
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51:59 |
Mammal
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
James Kelly | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Dave Condon | Vocals, Bass |
Johnny King | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ross O’Donovan | Engineering |
Tore Stjerna | Mastering |
James O’Ceallaigh | Producer |
Daniel Sesé | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Neptune Is Dead | 18:44 | Show lyrics |
Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death The path has reached its end And streams of gold promise nothing This is not time! This is not time! Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity We create this death, we create this entity We have created death, Neptune is dead Come here, find me and be where you once belong No light, no dawn, always darkness Who will find me now that my soul has gone? No light, no dawn, forever darkness The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground The blue in the burst reminds me of something true I know that when I die the world is alive And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |
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2. | Feather and Bone | 11:42 | Show lyrics |
It is a familiar place That the road leads toward, Forever dying and stripped of All but nothing and fed to nothing Wide eye cannot see the beyond, They will not look upon its face The ride to that which has no soul The ride to nothingness Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance pulls us apart Horses are rapid and ready White light chases light Words fall empty, words filled with heart The wide distance tears me apart |
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3. | When the Sun Drowns in the Ocean | 08:18 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
4. | All Life Converges to Some Centre | 13:15 | Show lyrics |
I was young and you promised that we would live forever Now the road is too clear, and seeing makes me choke The brother, the mother, the sister and the son, all of them are gone Who will conduct the ending scene, now that my love is extinct? Once we have reached the silence, the making of my soul will be extinct Slowly lead to a home far from home, with no space between The ashes of our lives fill the distance with no great light Nothing was promised, it always remains, horses are rapid and ready |
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51:59 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
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Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
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3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
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5. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
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6. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
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7. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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8. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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9. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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47:58 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
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3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
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5. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
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22:45 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
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2. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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4. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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25:13 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
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3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
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5. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
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6. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
|||
7. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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8. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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9. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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47:58 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
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3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
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5. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
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22:45 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
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2. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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Side B | |||
3. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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4. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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25:13 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
|||
3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
|||
5. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
|||
6. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
|||
7. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
|||
8. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
|||
9. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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47:58 |
Teethed Glory & Injury
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Dave Condon | Bass, Vocals |
Johnny King | Drums |
James Kelly | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Jaime Gomez Arellano | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
1. | Mills | 04:08 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | God Alone | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Who was born here and danced with infancy? The stones let me go, (but) to make a difference their names are kept, expecting half with nothing to find. Like a lighthouse, a wild nothing moved to an empty place tended embers of life fires, envelop, something wide and moral. It takes and leaves, flicker, heavy, growing, leeched. The son will rise. The son has died. |
|||
3. | A Body Shrouded | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew, (and I) fall into the whole of your empty space, empty and torn, with a piece of our own fate. Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew, (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place, pulled with a piece of that vacant face. Where I came apart. Torn from a part of me. |
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4. | Burnt Year | 04:40 | Show lyrics |
Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn. They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness. Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else. It is gone and the body is stood blind. Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever. Borders sketched without song. A child was buried here. Here, my son was buried. And God danced around the coffin. and we danced with your God. and I watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet. I watched my son die. |
|||
5. | A Remedy and a Fever | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Chasing time, thats buried in. rank and lodged, and paused. And held at arms length. With the season, comes the fathers line. With the son, comes the fall. A blank portrait, a son believed. A sun was led and watch, weathered. For the absence of light. How to measure where the years have brought you, and speak to decide, black from south. You were taken away, dropped and mistrusted, burned in the sun. PUSH AND RELEASE. |
|||
6. | Twelve Was Ruin | 04:33 | Show lyrics |
A door passed through, and a key for escape. I am shook down to clearer water, between the light of the sky and the earth. |
|||
7. | Scald Scar of Water | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
Cut and crossed over, appearing and keeping hold. Let you see, and touch, before it is struck and taken. After the first movement, it comes forward. In a revelation, it is scorched, bitter. Structures of movement escape, and change into something removed from nothing. Rattled by and by, as if someone was right. Drawn and downed, indifference stands. But a light from deep, it glows. They must have seen it too. Rattled. |
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8. | Found, Oval and Final | 03:19 | Show lyrics |
A balm in your hands, it has begun to hide. Once more, (left as) the one awake, a script knotted in a hand. Absent and building, and looming in the air hung and thin between (sparks of sunlight). The dark and the dark, all the hours. Numbers and worlds well-tuned. Not all things are well wound – there are joys. But I am bound, to follow you. |
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9. | Reflection Pulse Remains | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
What my body has known, the shell of what was me, Never here, by near and I. Hiding what cannot be done, light comes down. What cannot be undone? What came down, left all I was and will be, with a tight hold, I ask for everything, to stay near me , to stay with me, to keep apart, to take apart. I am not here. I was not here. |
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47:58 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
1. | Watchers Restrained - Remix By Ben Frost | 05:52 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Watchers Restrained - Remix By Cloaks | 06:12 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Watchers Restrained - Remix By Lacustre/Year Of No Light | 07:44 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
19:48 |
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