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(Based on the prologue of 'The Eye of the World' by Robert Jordan)
I've wandered these halls and have yet to find you.
Where's my love?
These crimson floors littered with obstructions slow my stumble.
My soul is a canvas, white-washed and fading fast.
And so, I search through diluted nameless eyes.
Don't you remember? How that steel looks so familiar...
A shade of red that you should know.
You don't remember?
Who owns these stares wrought with such confusion?
Where's my love?
Twisted mouths that hold more fear than pain of dying.
Their cries hang, why do I recognise none?
Harrowing that this golden hair veils a pale complexion of horror and awe.
Longing, I recall...
I whispered and you listened, though we've fought age after age,turn after turn.
To watch this city burn could bring a tear to the eyeless.
You know not your madness, what you have done, and what I made you become.
The depraved painted these walls.
Don't you remember?
How that steel looks so familiar...A shade of red that you should know.
You don't remember... yet, you'll be remembered for slaying everyone you ever loved.
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I love it. Have to agree with still bummed: this packs an emotional punch but rocks hard. I've played this whole album repeatedly over the last week which is unusual for me. Exhilarating, poignant, intelligent, melodic. Robin Ward
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019