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Braver
05:18
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Arcane.
Proverbial light alters the sea of the soul.
Illuminating paths of choice and consequence.
This journey will show us what we were meant to see.
And forge an incessant hero to guide mankind.
Heaven and earth must both come together.
Lest we choose to lose this life forever.
We are not our failures.
We decide our own futures.
(Well aren’t you braver today?
A world away.
Oh, son of man create.
A dream to save.
Upon the altar of saints.
Sin vindicates.
And with the love that is lost.
Love derogates.)
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
I won’t pray.
To a false god.
(Well aren’t you braver today?
A world away.
Oh, son of man create.
A dream to save.
Upon the altar of saints.
Sin vindicates.
And with the love that is lost.
Love derogates.)
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Nameless Savior
04:13
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Deeper I delve into my subconscious.
In order to develop some sort of resonance with the afterlife.
Our uncertainty in this world has led me to pray.
And place my aspirations into something I do not believe.
(Bide and cope.
Lest I choke.
Bane a name.
Selfish dream.
Death of hope.
Pain I know.
Love a crutch.
It’s too much.
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?)
We’ve begun scratch the surface of hell.
An ache in my chest tells me this is only a precursor to it all.
Please I need benevolent understanding from god.
But at this juncture I’ll settle for any omnipotent source.
(Bide and cope.
Lest I choke.
Bane a name.
Selfish dream.
Death of hope.
Pain I know.
Love a crutch.
It’s too much.
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?)
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
Am I reaching out?
Am I reaching?
I’m tired of begging and pleading for help.
Of screaming and praying for some worth of self.
Even with how convoluted this may seem.
I’ll try to search inside for a part of me.
There’s nothing here.
There’s nothing here.
There’s nothing here.
There’s nothing here.
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Shoal Lake Lexington, Kentucky
Dylan Conner-Guitar
Dillon Baudendistel- Vocals
Jay Conner- Drums
Caleb Nicholson- Bass
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