the writing of the instrumentals, lyrics, how the vocals fit on it all is absolutely fucking amazing. if i could write like that id be doing nothing but writing
In this chapter, Prill further expresses how worn out, alone, and done with life he is. He has spent the last year being tortured by Reflaugh and his mistress, Atah'xia. He wants to die, but he does not have the "courage" to kill himself, so he feels like he needs to keep wading through it all until something finally does him in. He feels himself slipping further into a numb madness, and he has ultimately given up. Lyrics: Part of me dead I only wonder what will happen to the other half I think there’s almost comfort in the slavish life A voice is knocking to me It’s always talking to me -I think it’s telling me the technique to break free But I need a moment, so hush! I’m tired of rushing You think you’ve caught on? Watch me deny you-don’t touch me! -Not strong enough to fit through the casket I dwell behind the mask that tamed the lion I’m a shell inside a fitted tux All my luck’s turned to rust When it stops, I’m down in the ground -Double-three ft. drop Are you shocked? You would need a hospital before you bled out! But me? I’ve other options Keep on marching ‘til I’m so sure I can’t- I can’t feel my feet I don’t need them I don’t need them! The fingers of the sea would keep me in their palm The echo of my soul was evident and getting to me Backed to the edge of my world And prayed to whatever gods I had left But no one answered me There was no one comforting The friction ignited -Smothered anything I kept inside Fear of the dark! My shadow, now such a size That if I fought, I’d surely be swallowed up No more resisting Some rewrote the shore Under this mask, See the face of the whore who shoved me into this crate, Held the gate, Should’ve waited for my fate -No room, couldn’t do it-didn’t choose to escape! Don’t call me crazy! If I was you, I’d peace out! But me? I’ve other options Keep on marching ‘til I’m so sure I can’t- I can’t feel my feet I don’t need them I don’t need them! The fingers of the sea would keep me in their palm Suh mi force it dung Dem doughts spun ‘run inna fi mi head Mi nuh longa want to see wid de eye Or feel wat de mon can feel Jah, gimmi de wud fah dat faking Jah, gimmi de wud fah dat lie Aal de bones inna mi been de aching To step fram de board to de light Jah keep mi unda dat ceiling Jah keep mi unda dat lie Fi mi choices tap mi fram lef An mi cannot guh ‘til it’s rite Peace of de mind-peace of de mind Quiet, quiet! Just let mi die! Ef mi get bak to yuh, history packing up Lef fah de new world, lef aal de rest behine I don’t think I’m coming home tonight I don’t feel well anymore Something tells me I’ve gone a little bit crazy And now you know! So what’s left to say? I’ve made mistakes, But you don’t see me wishing on the stars No, you won’t catch me dreaming anymore For the wishing ends when I reach new shore My captor woke, and my visage tore All walls collapsed I could never right the vicious death-trap that is my life
Learning this song by ear on gutair and bass rn. Even with the instrumental version the bass in the verses is gonna be a little rough to make out the notes correctly XD. Keep at it Justin
the writing of the instrumentals, lyrics, how the vocals fit on it all is absolutely fucking amazing. if i could write like that id be doing nothing but writing
The ending is so fucking awsome
Bro, you’re sick, I’m so glad I found you a few years ago. Keep it up man, you have an awesome voice!!
This will forever be one of my favorite songs.
In this chapter, Prill further expresses how worn out, alone, and done with life he is. He has spent the last year being tortured by Reflaugh and his mistress, Atah'xia. He wants to die, but he does not have the "courage" to kill himself, so he feels like he needs to keep wading through it all until something finally does him in. He feels himself slipping further into a numb madness, and he has ultimately given up.
Lyrics:
Part of me dead
I only wonder what will happen to the other half
I think there’s almost comfort in the slavish life
A voice is knocking to me
It’s always talking to me
-I think it’s telling me the technique to break free
But I need a moment, so hush!
I’m tired of rushing
You think you’ve caught on?
Watch me deny you-don’t touch me!
-Not strong enough to fit through the casket
I dwell behind the mask that tamed the lion
I’m a shell inside a fitted tux
All my luck’s turned to rust
When it stops, I’m down in the ground
-Double-three ft. drop
Are you shocked?
You would need a hospital before you bled out!
But me?
I’ve other options
Keep on marching ‘til I’m so sure I can’t-
I can’t feel my feet
I don’t need them
I don’t need them!
The fingers of the sea would keep me in their palm
The echo of my soul was evident and getting to me
Backed to the edge of my world
And prayed to whatever gods I had left
But no one answered me
There was no one comforting
The friction ignited
-Smothered anything I kept inside
Fear of the dark!
My shadow, now such a size
That if I fought, I’d surely be swallowed up
No more resisting
Some rewrote the shore
Under this mask,
See the face of the whore who shoved me into this crate,
Held the gate,
Should’ve waited for my fate
-No room, couldn’t do it-didn’t choose to escape!
Don’t call me crazy!
If I was you, I’d peace out!
But me?
I’ve other options
Keep on marching ‘til I’m so sure I can’t-
I can’t feel my feet
I don’t need them
I don’t need them!
The fingers of the sea would keep me in their palm
Suh mi force it dung
Dem doughts spun ‘run inna fi mi head
Mi nuh longa want to see wid de eye
Or feel wat de mon can feel
Jah, gimmi de wud fah dat faking
Jah, gimmi de wud fah dat lie
Aal de bones inna mi been de aching
To step fram de board to de light
Jah keep mi unda dat ceiling
Jah keep mi unda dat lie
Fi mi choices tap mi fram lef
An mi cannot guh ‘til it’s rite
Peace of de mind-peace of de mind
Quiet, quiet!
Just let mi die!
Ef mi get bak to yuh, history packing up
Lef fah de new world, lef aal de rest behine
I don’t think I’m coming home tonight
I don’t feel well anymore
Something tells me I’ve gone a little bit crazy
And now you know!
So what’s left to say?
I’ve made mistakes,
But you don’t see me wishing on the stars
No, you won’t catch me dreaming anymore
For the wishing ends when I reach new shore
My captor woke, and my visage tore
All walls collapsed
I could never right the vicious death-trap that is my life
Appreciate the story info and lyrics. Good man.
This almost made me cry at the end
5:06 wow.
Learning this song by ear on gutair and bass rn. Even with the instrumental version the bass in the verses is gonna be a little rough to make out the notes correctly XD. Keep at it Justin
Holy Fuck!
I remember hearing for miles down on this album and being a lil sad like “damn old for miles down is really gone” only to find this gem
Probablemente entra en el top 5 de todo lo que a hecho Justin
Si.
Mon dieu, mais ce mec est incroyable !
Diarrhea?
Hate to burst your bubble, the song is completely unrelated to diarrhea.
@@evanblake5252 this changes my whole view on the lyrics ngl