WVRM - Heartache lyrics
Tracks 01. Death Erection
02. Night Collector 03. Fucked 04. Slow Strangle 05. Low Life 06. Only Suffering 07. Sleep Paralysis 08. As Below 01. Death Erection Music & lyrics by WVRM
Sun rises
Alone again Another night in the shack Counting spiders Eating ants This life is slow death I am a ghost haunting my own house Killing myself from the inside out Waiting on the call that will never come The solace in your voice when I'm reminded of home Thoughts drift back to those anguished days Bitter words Broken strength As I try to forget every contour of your face Killing myself below your tower of gold Building a ladder of blood and bone Filling my lungs as I open the wound And let spill the floods of you Hold me as I slit my throat and bleed you out across a grey sky As it fills and spills over every pavement crack we walked on as kids Please, my heart Come back 02. Night Collector Music & lyrics by WVRM
As silent to me as the wind on the tide
Your hand as unreachable as Jupiter's Eye I clawed at your frame as it turned to smoke and fell away Becoming every star in my lonesome sky 03. Fucked Music & lyrics by WVRM
Our failed love and the regret it brings
Our first name nights and the shame of the in-between Haunting me Three words that choke you in your sleep How they rang as loud as crashing cars And stretched further than all our wounded roads You were as the damage and trauma Beautiful like dying butterflies given to withered petals I felt the winter coming I felt an aging spring Never knew what kind of sorrow the passing years could bring So I'll wait here for my days to lay claim When our torn paths are lined with broken graves And every rope I gave sways empty in the breeze Like Spanish Moss upon South Carolina trees Our failed love The regret it brings Forever haunting me 04. Slow Strangle Music & lyrics by WVRM
Dark cloud overhead
Circling my crown of thorns With hell above it writes my sin Another tragedy born in the downpour My world is flood Tears that form a sea of blood Prayer position with open wrists Fitting signature to a broken life of shit No choice left to those starving 05. Low Life Music & lyrics by WVRM
Life is a curse
Death will become your savior God isn't real The holy fall silent Tell me, have you found your place? The books are all burnt in the valley of the giant Withered hands will show you the way Life is a curse Death will become your savior Living on in the void just isn't worth it 06. Only Suffering Music & lyrics by WVRM
In my dreams these tears have made a river that brings me to you
I fall upon your shore as you call out to me No longer old and tired With both eyes as bright as I remember We walk through a forest together You're in my arms again These dreams won't end solemnly, but in agony Knelt before a sonic altar built just for you This can't be the end Weighed down by every regret Every failure I wish I could erase My world a tomb of crumbling statues And each one resembling your face No tears will bring you back Yet still I weep No soft goodbyes Only suffering 07. Sleep Paralysis Music & lyrics by WVRM
There's no future when you grow up poor
Watching dreams die from the landfill on a far off shore They are Phantom Limb They are Poltergeist Forever haunting these rotten bones Do you know what I think of when I'm alone? Another day Another lie Another reason to die Hope has wasted my life Paralyzed Crushed by mountains My mind is a casket Covered in claw marks and splintered teeth So afraid of what lies within And what lies beneath O' desolate void With arms outstretched Bury me in the ashes of impoverished life Carve out my heart in the shadow of false light When the embrace of lovers and friends withers with time So too must my love die May their absence bear no end to my suffering May their loss suffocate me slow 08. As Below Music & lyrics by WVRM
I will leave you forever
I will burn it all to the ground I will have no tombstone Nothing for you to cling to I gave everything And if I'm no one to you now then I'm nothing at all Swallow despair Like the barrel of a shotgun "The sun also sets" As Hemingway said I'm so sick of this shit Death only hurts the living |