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Our Vessel's In Need

by the proselyte

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1.
End Regions 03:49
End Regions The years stop complaining With it, the light that breaks your fall at the end This thought won’t compose a glorious outcome Your sins were never bought or sold This thought won’t compose a glorious outcome The dirt awaits among the forever dead The broken hearts that follow Washing their, cleansing their hands until dawn You won’t get your halo These mistakes have been created A frame of life distracted by your grieving This thought won’t compose a glorious outcome The dirt awaits among the forever dead The broken hearts that follow Washing their, cleansing their hands until dawn You won’t get your halo Pulling wires down from the bell Closing blinds and smashing bulbs Clenching teeth until they crack Give them hell until they react This thought won’t compose a glorious outcome The dirt awaits among the forever dead The willing follow with no hope for redemption The blind the only one’s successfully led
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Log Computer 03:45
Log Computer What’s worked before but may have been forgotten Are we running in circles? Playing round robin Romancing notions of log computer Built on fire Built on water Built on valor What's been successful? Father time erased Shrouded in red tape plotting your escape Unpolished stone built this city Cave man committee Prehistoric and sitting pretty Past builds the future History loses shape Unrecognizable Dictated by mistake Romancing notions of log computer Built on fire Built on water Built on valor What’s made the difference With progress at stake The willing fake madness The mad accept their fate Unpolished stone built this city cave man committee, Prehistoric and sitting pretty Unpolished streets underneath our feet
3.
Existential Risk The knowledge of old has grown stale Fate of a race falling like hail Commence the parade of human decay March to the beat of a binary mandate The plan has gone wrong Clearing heads like a gun Our place in sun Falls prey to another one Ask and you shall receive A thousand lifetimes to live and to breathe Experiments crossed the line of remorse Breed thoughts of forward motion Youth granted at a stellar price The new messiah may now suffice The plan has gone wrong Clearing heads like a gun Our place in sun Falls prey to another one Ask and you shall receive A thousand lifetimes to live and to breathe I can feel the heat, and feel the drift Sky will fall, ground will thaw Bury you in
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Irish Goodbye Each time you sacrifice what’s right as daytime spawns from night See yourself falling down All the ways we choose to lose ideals that we hold true See ourselves underground Every chance i get to make sure failure’s a safe bet See myself falling down underground Striking when the iron is hot Hiding when the world get cold Drowning all the souls you forgot Lying when the feeling gets old Each time you cross that line because it seems so serpentine See yourself falling down All the hurt we deal because we’ve forgotten how to feel See ourselves underground And every lie I spit comes back I just can’t carry it See myself falling down underground Striking when the iron is hot Hiding when the world get cold Drowning all the souls you forgot Lying when the feeling gets old Hiding when the world get cold Lying when the feeling gets old Burning the years off You lit your candle, and it burned your rope
5.
A Stubborn Hem If I left you again, would you stay by my side Love built on convenience, I can’t deny What is and always will be, red is the shade of your name My bags I will never unpack And laugh as you wither and crack While regret has it’s knife in your back At what cost will you repent The walls that once kept the pure from the foul Lost in time while we slept under the clouds When everything has been said, red is the shade of your name My bags I will never unpack And laugh as you wither and crack While regret has it’s knife in your back At what cost will you repent Wide awake as you fall from grace We’re wading in danger up to our knees Cradled and tossed and fed to the breeze The water keeps rising These efforts are fruitless Our vessel’s in need What screws were breaking Have we kept them Have they lost their thread Stripped and rusted, a stubborn hem It’s all inside our head

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released August 19, 2014

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the proselyte Cambridge, Massachusetts

With four full tours, an LP, EP, and a 7" all conquered in the last 2 years, this trio show no signs of slowing down. They have material released on Teenage Disco Bloodbath(Ramming Speed, Engineer, Finisher) and Intense Human Victories. They recently completed a five song EP now out on GypsyBlood Records. On tour in October with The Atlas Moth. ... more

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