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The Fire Tomorrow

by Crepuscular Dawn

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1.
Whirlwind 04:36
I build castles made of sand Fury of waves destroy it still Wedged in the cracks of your demise I shall hold you still When you claw and chew through me My life stops into a standstill The shards that drive through my soul Crushes my essence into pieces A waltzing, dancing whirlwind of destruction Barrels of pins and needles Rolled downhill into the abyss It’s all pointless
2.
Geworfenheit 03:18
I am thrown into this world All I have; a pocket full of questions A life of scraps fed to the wolves Eaten, regurgitated, everything in shambles This gaping wound, patched by machines Each slice of thought, life aberrant The sins of flesh, sins of flesh Sins of flesh In a state, abandoned, life withers away Of these earthly riches, an ounce you won’t take As we curl entirely in this mortal coil
3.
Pilgrim 03:22
Living the life of a mayfly Fleeting existence, time bleeds dry The cattle cars are filled with the passengers of paper The cog turns and turns and dulls each gear A cry of sustenance demands to be heard The cycle of pilgrimage wears the soul into slivers Death is the only constant
4.
The world contracts and my vision fades This mass gets smaller as I zoom through space Let's swim into the ether and we'll fall, we'll fall upwards Life gets tangled into a set of traps; pulling forwards yet it reels away Let's swim into the ether and we'll fall, we'll fall upwards As I fall into cerulean skies, all features turn to lines It strides across the vast expanse, yet it placed me in a cage Oh it turns, it turns and turns, yet I'm being set in place
5.
Leper God 04:54
I clasped my hands in prayer and knelt upon your name Wishing for a life unchained; in this world of thorns But here I am, my soul indebted and bound to your throes, to your throes O leper god, consume me whole, consume me whole This want rattles and grinds my bones into dust, all turn into dust No magic nor sorcery can quench this thirst, again and again and again Each sip from the earthen chalice brings me closer to you The shackles have brought me into my heels And I beg to be washed off of this malice Your arms filled with festering sores, they console Oh, they comfort!
6.
Tin Drum 03:29
A feast for the goblins; antediluvian desires Back to my instincts; a primeval ride Abrupt, relentless, but totally fruitless Slanted but straight by pharmakon I used to trace I carved a space for living, maintained by lowly flotsam This beating drum gets pummeled around The sunken cost of life itself knocks and pounds beyond closed doors Like raindrops on a windowsill, slowly dripping through the razor's edge Across the path less travelled, but I tripped along the way Far from all the snakes, one ear has heard it all These Prussian skies turn yellow, an iron curtain fell at dusk Crawling on a swaying bridge, a leaden pill shall set me free
7.
Wormwood 04:56
It was a time were all was lost asunder This place was crumbling underneath a pale moon With all these trumpets been blowing, it shrieks across this barren land A great star was falling; a sullen trip on Charon's boat Oh wormwood, with your fist full of hatred and graphite lies Oh wormwood, with the bitter waters flowing upon your head Life turned into dust, the seas reduced to ashen plains This circle gets louder and smaller, and babel's tower starts to sway Each sip from the poisonous cup; the world revolves into our ends The zenith of man slowly heads into a bend
8.
Jilted Son 03:30
A mass of dregs, king of flies Seeking this nectar, fame ratified An empty shell, filled with worms All hail the baron, a bag of bones Scorn-filled, brazen Pilfered son A dab of blather Piss reflection Behind this wall, this fragile man Bravado made-up, a jilted son Hateful, hot air, spewing drivel Worthless, paltry, no congregation
9.
Turin Horse 04:29
With summer long gone, the days of glee are over Crawling back to god; I close my eyes and I see still I'm no Midas, I'm no Caesar, yet the steed has been abused Deny these crosses, let the world turn to ashes Leave the kings to be amused As I embrace the Turin Horse My soul feels so lost Heading way to its few final moments As nature ran its cruel course My mind went aloft Led astray with a badly broken compass Dancing through the shattered glass of broken reflection Getting lost and found through the details of nothing Walking on a trail of tears on my way to enlightenment Too far to be saved; consumed by odd unreason
10.
Strangeways 04:56
Cheering silently as I fell backwards Leaving broken nails and teeth A ferrous memory This abattoir was packed with guests Yet souls abandoned Hanging on a pillory --- and whistling blankness Flailing blindly in this shell And I lost my lame defense; Redemption seems so far away

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released May 9, 2023

Archie Arellano - Guitars
Kirkpatrick X - Vocals, Lyrics
Mark Cimacio - Guitars
Miyong Esquita - Drums
Louis Raymundo - Bass on Tracks 6-10


Album Art by Ace Alamillo

Tracks 1-5 Recorded by Hannah Jabla at This is Where I Make Music; Bass by Reidon Marc Ruelos

Tracks 6-10 Recorded by Inigo Mortel at Banana Rising Recording Studio

Mixed and Mastered by Ian Cuevas at Demiurge Digital


Soon to be released on physical format by Delusion of Terror Records and SPHC Records

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