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Tension

from SONS EP by SALMIST

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lyrics

Strip the color from my eyes.
Let me perceive nothing.
Just silhouettes and twisted shapes.
Sight is taxing through obstinate recollection.
Pockets empty and sockets hollow.
Common sense making profit.
You borrow what you cannot keep.
Such is life, among other things.
Seems coin and conscience hold vitality at bay.

Thousands die at that hand of one man's greed.
Another hordes scraps and scriptures.
Opposing his own Maker to manifest a miracle.

An army seeks its identity.
Hiding amongst four walls adorned in images.
Yet the only one that matters is buried beneath the ribcage.
Rejecting their own rejection.
Searching for a key that allows admittance to room in which they already dwell.
Lost alongside the masses.
Watching and waiting for the dead.
Self medicating the right with wrong.

Deafened by constant ambiance and apathy.
There is nothing silent about a scream unless it goes unanswered.
Defeated by a lack of faith.
Our fears will make us miss more than our mistakes.

Dust unseen in a dark room.
Get up from the floor you call comfort.
Feel the bricks shatter in their place.
Wind comes to consume your agony.
Lifting your heavy heart and head.
Walk from here anew.
So bright is the future and the gold in the leaves.
Fields of fascinations await the treader.
Still covered in black night sky, a multitude arrives.
Eyes like suns abiding in sin.
Impossible existence awaits darkness amongst light.
Yet still we convene, beholding each others scars.
Accepting the void plastered to our skin.
Speaking as if we are in the right.
Eating pig shit to devour the hopes of inheritance.
Knowledge of a home becomes a fleeting thought.
Arms of a Father at arrival holds no value.
For comprehension of oneself matches nothing.
Love is empty.
Hope is hopeless.
Life is lifeless.
This tension bears down upon my seams.
Becoming torn and set apart.
Through blood and teeth.

I would rather stand in the ranks of pariahs
than with the saved who only seek their own salvations.

*Digital lyric booklet is included with Full Album purchase.

credits

from SONS EP, released September 25, 2012
Written and Performed by SALMIST (Jacob Worthey)
Recording and Tracking by Nathan Worthey
Mastered by Jeff Hendrick
( www.facebook.com/JeffHendrickMusic )
Produced by Nathan Worthey, Jeff Hendrick, and Jacob Worthey

SALMIST © 2012. All Rights Reserved. Do not copy or reproduce without explicit written consent. Unauthorized duplication punishable under Federal Law. Denver, CO 80204 www.SALMIST.com

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