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Eternity Breathes Beneath The Waves

by i love you, i love you

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1.
(skip to 2:55 if you wanna skip the intro lol) I woke up swaddled in blue On a raft made of concrete Little devils, they were Warranting peace for an ending I dreamed the brine was a costume That we could go out that evening That I could face what the faceless say That freedom never felt pending...
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By the fiery skyline I will seek what kills me slowly and softly By the light of this ghastly stare I'll lie comatose, aged poorly, unstopping I never got to feel the sun, I wouldn't know what to miss if the ceiling caught me Wet devastation tells me taste the wine I got drunk on the thought of the sun collapsing (I can't save myself from this) What spells were cast by your heavenly eyes onto me? (Stained, old Icarus) Believe me, this isn't anything you haven't seen yet (Blatant disregard) What's the point in trying when trying just leads to this? (Begging to fall apart) Lovely and lonesome like a split tongue full of debris (BABY, BABY, BABY! YOU'RE TALKING TO YOURSELF! BABY, BABY, BABY! OPEN YOUR EYES! LOOK AT THE SUN!) Garish looks from plastic faces The alcove paints plain discontentment Leaning into a uselessness, cold shoulders sing songs of celebration I never felt the caress of sleep, I sat petrified, gross eyes gleamed vacant Underneath the helm of defeat I lay rotten and hungry in a summer's derangement (What's the plague of breath within?) Do my eyes play tricks or am I finally starting to get it? (Baseless pilgrimage) Catching fire, catching looks from the hungriest grimaces (A strangers dream, I guess) Oh my god, my skin, I can't feel my fucking skin! (I fed myself to depth) Nothing is nothing, right?
3.
This existence is famine These thoughts are spy planes overhead This condition is exhausting A dream of swan songs projected again What yellow eyes come to greet me? Like plastic hands breaking glass from within, they smile mangled and argyle, ugly as my limbs buckle under the wind And like the birds circling, dreaming of skin loss, a horde of plagues harbor me in a skeleton dance They sing a song of only sickness and death: "Don't you dream of forgetting that you ever had a chance?" Coaxed out of my dreamless sleeping Coaxed out of my wedding gown I blink twice as a missing punchline A leech only knows to bleed anyone around My stomach burns with the thought of your leaving My skin recoils at the shock of your hand I was born to no current, a vast sea I was dead before my tongue met the sand This is the storm you know, this is the ship you've built This is the loss, let it mold what the sickness killed This is the afterthought. lovely and lacquered sleep This is the void, let me drink with finality Can we dance in your yard like the neighbors won't see? Can we shed all of our skin in pretend halloween? Can my ribs be a home, climes like ladders, amazed at the loss of the breath, at the filter of face? I'm not brave enough to lay down yet with the rats and the mice and the neon lights, orange and purple in a makeshift sunset Tell me all about what the boys back home think Tell me all about what your third eye saw last night Tell me all about what the boys back home might think of me Tell me all about it while I'm off alone getting high
4.
A sure death paints the shoreline An evolutionary failure commands A bolstered ego persists as a lecherous ghouls and a murderous hand Does devastation breed industry? Is culture goldened by death, by demand? Is the blood in your skin worth the rubble, the bread molded, blackened, and levied against? The heads of tables are seated The glasses filled to the brim with the wine As sickness watches me dancing Through dead blue-grey of emotionless eyes An arm extension of a monstrous nation A dream so fucking far out of your reach Let us sing high our praise as the gods that we killed were replaced with the same damned disease And I don't want to wake up anymore if my eyes won't believe what they see A love letter penned, beautifully describing the death of everything important to me These fingers bleed unto nothingness I watch the bone force it's way through the skin With fervent tongue, I curse god and country, a ruling class with a boot to my lips And when the planet's forsaken, the only home I have burst into flames, when the oceans bone dry, traded in for a profit will God smile on us the same? An indifferent country's seething contagion ripped a future straight out of our hands As the bottle sits empty, the flesh licked from bone the empty table's all that's left of the dance
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Ripped from the skin, blistering and forgotten Forced into lines, lemmings eager to make When the breath in your chest is the weight of an anchor to give thanks is to kneel, to blink is to be a mistake Is a lambs only job to be led to the slaughter? I've been force-fed malicious contempt When a nation is built on the pride of compliance the casualty rests in the blockade of pens Let it burn, every fucking flag that you swear by, every acre sprawling in the width of disease Let it burn, every crooked border that's manned by the worst of humanity, shit shining clean Let it burn In dreams I see blue waves crumbling, pigs squeal for industry, loss of the dream Let it burn Corporate tongues salivate for the blood in your skin, oh, the sweetest sanguine Choice is a joke told on first class trips to the meat packing plants, run by predators, hungry Prophets spew epithets, "Safety or freedom?" as if either were options in a country of plenty Carnivorous spectors, their prospects are filled by the heads in the sand, fucking patriots pride What I'd give to give up, never serve as a jester for the redness of mouths or the deadness of eyes This war has no sides A promise made I won't leave alive A predetermined outcome awaits only those graced with the traits to survive This war has no sides A life lived viewed as playful pastime I'm so tired, just kill the fucking lights The burden of hope, like a thief in the night
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Devils lurking in convenience stores Pounding the pavement, out to lick flesh from bone Gatekeeping breath in your lungs, a stupid martyrdom The devil himself in blue, a working cog of a failing system Soldiers at playtime ready up their sticks and stones A walking embarrassment of a country burning from deep within Raise full your pride, tell me what the fuck do you stand for? Just a bullshit flag and a vile country, a heroes tale embellished through make-believe Sirens spew death as unstoppable hands move to take from your lungs what their quota demands Fucking portraits of patriots, gathered in droves salivate for the steel while they placate their bones An embarrassing sign from a country that hates you Morality void, while corruptions a virtue On display, belly-laugh as their begged to stand down Just boys having boys fun, executioners rounds Just existing is criminal, punished in full for the fear in your blood or the skin on your bones Raise your hand to your heart, recite, mindlessly pledged to a sun that won't set, fucking time and again Fuck every pig Racist fucking swine
8.
An evening of being eaten alive No forks or knives, just use your hands The mess is inconsequential We'll wash away what it takes just to simply fucking survive And all the ragged breath living between us We count the miles on the rocks overhead Contemptuous fuel are these tired feet dragging The seconds crawl by for a lifetime of commands Step forward with your left foot Let the teeth break the skin, try again Step forward with your left foot They're just not feeling the love from within Cannibalized, made a martyr for fashion shows Face smeared, embarrassed, the portrait of giving up Give thanks to empty ears, gods seated patiently, waiting for wrap-up so they can fuck off again Progress, a weapon, a facade of a halftime The sickness won't take what the interest protects Climbing ladders of limbs with no time for bereavement Give the blade a bit lip while it slides through my neck Step forward with your left foot In desperation, lose the bone, try again Step forward with your fucking left foot The sails collapsed to indifferent wind Step forward with your left foot Nothing is nothing, right?
9.
Do you still love me with my hair down? Could your eyes meet mine as our hands brush softly? Is this a costume brought out just for dress up, or could I come to love myself in all the ways you've always loved me? To all the boys I could've loved To all the girls I couldn't be To all the steps I couldn't get right I missed the stars to keep discreet To all the fire I could've touched To all the moments in between This ocean takes with no disregard I just love the sound of a peaceful sea Kiss me with lips, unabashed, unafraid of the dread in my skin, the doubt gripping my feet Succumbing to skeptics, the ghosts in the walls, like an onslaught of eyes, like a gnashing of teeth I still think of her when the lights are low I still see him crying out, "Tell me please!" This tear away skin of a bedsheet ghost Vampire fangs in a sea of trees To all the breath I lost at once To all the nights I forgot how to sleep These legs weren't ever meant to be known This skin is a reckoning on repeat To all the concrete that I've paved An embarrassment at the sight of me I killed the gods that you knew before just before they had time to fucking kill me This skin is uncertainty These nails are an effigy I let the fear and fucking complacency keep me from swaying to a comfortable beat I just wanna dance in an empty room, no one but me and you Can you see me? Can I believe in you?
10.
I felt the kiss of the sun-bleach I felt the death as it dusted my skin I saw my arms burn in memory The backing band falling out of tempo in unison In desperation for renewal, I dry-heave the tar straight from my lungs And when my eyes regained focus my body took on the shape of the calm of the storm Flat-footed steps move on impulse, aching just to dance without metronome, but broken feet paint the landscape, my torso the backdrop, a shaky rendition undone And for what? Under heat lamps, I boil and burst like the red of the sun It's all I've ever done Beckoning light at the mouth of the cave with the promise of choice, irrefutable option Twisting and shredded, my carcass ascends through the teeth of the current, fissured and broken The breath in my mouth expands, eagerness, hungry for solvent and golden, the dreams broken up Like the bread of the gods, blood of wine and all that shit A life lived in brightness, a shadowless front Oh, this blue and cold dominates miles unending! The grid of my bones, scattered, useless demands Do we watch it all burn or are we hidden from sight, fucking patiently waiting for invisible land? Every second is subterfuge, conscious forgotten Nothing lives tangible What the fuck is an option?! And as motion forgets me, I smile in knowing the locking of fingers from the face in the concrete
11.
Let's cultivate these dirt-stained teeth for something better than I'm capable of Nights spent, gut-wrenched, begged retreat with white flag eyes and a half mast tongue I've prayed to depths and to useless gods I've swallowed glass and chemical conundrums I found bravery in the bowls of sleep where I could fake the guts I always thought I'd become (In someone else's dream) I watched the red sun sink in a dead horizon (In golden secrecy) Again and again until my mouth goes fucking numb (Do you ever think of me?) Not a day goes by that your glow doesn't puncture (These half written apologies) The quiet finger locked death I've been dreaming of I gave my skull to the hammers kiss My lungs melt soft and slow in the breathless Lacerated and flimsy fists make art of my insides, overflowing and awkward Handwritten letters kept up by skin on this lack-thereof, elevated, triumphant One side-eye caught above doubtful lips gave birth to the stars I felt brave enough to claim once (What silken, saccharine?) My broken arms splayed in nauseous suspension (Ink stained irises) I want the metal so bad I can almost fucking taste it (Emptied, awed, remiss) Oh my god, my skin, is this really my fucking skin? (Nothing, nothingness) The understatement of eternities forced to live In day dreams, I'm emptied, desperate eyes cry, "Move without!" as white hands move shakily what was taken into red mouths This torn skin, an offering to a hopelessness that knows no bounds An image forced, a peaceful sea as sickness cultures my evening gowns I'm lovesick and lonesome Vampire fangs and a plastic crown I'm begging and broken on uncertain knees with my tongue bound My ribcage splayed open releasing doves from the underground My blood paints portraits in blackened mud of a love someone else has written about ... I woke up swaddled in blue On a platter of costly Little mischievous, ghoulish Banged the doldrums of ending As my blood boiled through popped skin I saw them sing celebrations I learned that nothing was nothing That breathing only bred vacant ... I'm not brave enough to wake up yet If the tongue is a knife, who am I to say? Just to be is to bare the brunt of the option Tell me all about what I haven't tried lately Tell me all about what your gorgeous eyes saw last night Tell me all about what you think could save me Tell me all about it while I'm off alone getting high

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this is a concept album about hopelessness, nihilism, and defeat. i wrote this album during a time of absolute fear, uncertainty, anger, and desperation. also i had just read thus spoke zarathustra for the first time.

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released October 29, 2021

We would like to thank Jamie, Stephanie, Tayler, KerryErin, Morning Dew, Randy and Essie and everyone who listened to me talk about these songs for a very, very long time. We thank you so much for listening and for caring about our band. We love you 🖤

dane - vocals, guitar, keys/programming
max - drums, vocals
brad - bass, vocals

album art by Yul Rodriguez
recorded and produced in Chillicothe, OH in august of 2021 by Jamie Brown ( RushLimbong.com )

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