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Deadly Antagonism
05:12
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Cyanide Overdose
02:38
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From the abyssal depth of these endless cliffs
I watch the black hole swallowing the sun
The neon sunset cast a shadow on my face
I feel the breeze of the twilight mist
I think there is something inside
These pills that wasn’t aspirin
I begin to doubt my headache
Will ever go away…
I’m flying over the Cyanide cloud
As my skin begins to blister
A sublethal exposure was not enough to kill me
You should have made sure of how much I needed
I can feel the fear in my blood but
The poison won’t make it to my heart
But I will carry on
I will be the one to decide when
My time has come
You should have checked your assay
And leave me here for dead
I tasted my requiem
Just to spit it at your face
Though my eyes are blurry
And my hands are shaking
I feel the compound flooding my lungs
Each breath I take makes me numb
And struggling to understand
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3. |
Learning to Doubt
04:20
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I failed to read the palms
The hands of fates were iron fists
I’m walking now with no direction
Getting lost seems my obsession
The light is guiding my way
Again and again
Trough the city of sin or hell
At least I’m not alone
Only the hopeless lost souls dwell
In this place I call my home
And just when every single signs
Seem to point to another way
I kept on going straight
I wish someone told me where I headed
Before my last goodbye
I’ve given up to live a life of certainty
And said goodbye to the remains of my sanity
The end is no longer near
I’m done slaving my hours for a corporate
With empty eyes like an animal in cage
I’ve given up to live a life of certainty
And said goodbye to the remains of my sanity
When every single signs
Seem to point to another way
I wish someone told me where I headed
Before my last goodbye
No trembling hands
The road to redemption is paved with failures like this
There’s just a hole where my heart used to beat
A bleeding scar with your name on it
No trembling hands
No fear of death
The road to redemption is paved with failures like this
I’ve been waiting for this day
To follow my outlaw way
Afraid yet moving on
Like a thief on the run
Dodging bullets coming in
As terrified as blind man driving
I failed to read the palms
The hand of fates were iron fists
The light is guiding my way
I am getting over you
At least Im trying to
I am getting over you
Since I learned how to doubt
In my own private hell
At least I’m not alone
Your ghost keeps casting spells
In this jail I call my home
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4. |
The Curse
04:51
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This Deafening Whisper Paris, France
This Deafening Whisper: everything you need to know about the Parisian band is included in their name; the duality between
violence and sensibility, straight forwardness and subtlety, explosive despair and contained hope..
Drawing inspiration from the current hardcore, metal and rock scene, TDW forged themselves a unique sound by melding these influences and creating a cinematic universe...
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