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A Matter Of Knife And Depth - EP

by This Deafening Whisper

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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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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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released October 26, 2011

Recorded & Mixed by Bertrand Poncet

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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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