Inked In Blood s'exprime

Inked In Blood (hardcore mélodique US) vient de mettre en ligne les paroles de l'album Sometimes We Are Beautiful.
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1.Call To Arms:
This pace is staggering me. Never stopping—ever wandering. Atrophy prevails. Our days are numbered, our seasons fleeting. How many days, how many waking hours, sleepless nights—have been spent wishing you had the strength to rise above what cripples us? Doubt floods our minds, our souls—battered by its waves. Shouting the call to arms—your voice echoing. Now we can sing as one. This cannot be living. This is only prelude to being alive. The sound of reflections shattering. Shouting the call to arms—your voice echoing. Now we can sing as one. I no longer see shadow—I no longer hear its voice. All our cries will echo with victory. And we are not ashamed to shout aloud in this time, our new beginning. We will raise our voices high.

2.Angel Of Lost Hopes :
I lament for it's my final hour of life. And I thought I would spend it here with you. Stay as long as it takes for you to carry me from despair to deliverance. Have assurance that I need you—the angel of lost hopes—to awaken me from this nightmare. Calling out—will someone hear my cry? What roses say so well could never be implied. Our days are much too bright for the secrets of my heart. You cannot live this lie—you cannot fake this. Calling out—will someone hear my cry? What roses say so well could never be implied. Our days are much too bright for the secrets of our hearts. With outstretched arms I'm begging of you not to leave me alone this night—tonight.

3.Alters:
I stand here now, swearing that I don't need you. I hope you can't see through me. Transparency is the clincher. I'm made of one-way glass, (I) wish I was shatterproof. Strong enough to sever bone—but much too weak to give this up. Strong enough to quench desire. Strong enough to be an offering on an alter built for you. Strong enough to burn alive. You'll give me all that you can—I'll squander all that I receive. I hear your every sound—I feel your every touch. You're closer to me now than you've ever been. Strong enough to sever bone—but much too weak to give this up. Strong enough to quench desire. Strong enough to be an offering on an alter built for you. Strong enough to burn alive. I've been away for far too long. I don't know if I can go through with this.

4. To Be Your One And Only:
Timeless—pensive—forever. I cannot look you in the eyes and my words—choked back. My message frayed—my songs unsung. Watching my hopes gather dust I am left downcast; the consequence of my cowardice. I swim like mad—lost at sea—a satellite breathing under-water. Have you come to save me? Your innocence is all I have that isn't blasphemy; a memory waiting to fade. My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars. What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste. We can't put this to rest. This affects everything. My sins are as a yoke bound to my neck. I am a man who has been afflicted. My eyes are spent with weeping—the perfection of beauty has stricken me. You must not suffer my intent—your sympathy resounds like a farewell. My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars. What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste. To be your one and only I'd sever ties to life.

5.Instrumental

6. This Moment:
Break my fall again—every time that I stumble. This is me reaching out, this is us being tested. I confess to you that my doubt has weakened me; I am almost defenseless. And though my steps may falter I still have eyes to see. I need you now more than I ever have. This is why we found each other. I need you now more than I ever have. This is ours, and so much more. Brace yourself right now. This just may hurt you more than the last time. I pray there never comes a day when I can't find you. I confess to you that my doubt has weakened me; I am almost defenseless. And though my steps may falter I still have eyes to see. I need you now more than I ever have. This is why we found each other. I need you now more than I ever have. This is ours, and so much more. If there ever was a song to sing—if there ever was a word to speak—if there ever was a song to sing then sing it to me now. This is us being tested. I am singing of the gratitude I have inside my heart for you. I'll shout aloud of all you mean to me; and I'm thanking you for who you've let me be. If there ever was a song to sing—if there ever was a word to speak—if there ever was a song to sing then sing it to me now.

7.Somewhere Familiar:
The wind has changed—I feel warmth from somewhere familiar. And it's all flooding back to me. This is what I've longed for—this is what we've longed for. Something so small, like a look in the eyes, reminded me of what it meant to follow my heart; and now I'm never looking back. Laying our burdens down—there's so much we need to let go of. This reflection is ringing true and it looks like I'm almost there. What matters most is who we are to the ones that we love. I am so glad to have your hand in mine. A lack of you would mean less of what I hope to be. If only you knew of the refuge you have given me. This has only made us stronger—this has only made us strong. Laying our burdens down—there's so much we need to let go of. This reflection is ringing true and it looks like I'm almost there. What matters most is who we are to the ones that we love. Everywhere I go I feel you're here with me. I'll be with you tonight, just like I said I'd be.

8.With Devils:
One at a time we're taking a bow. I feel as though there is someone else here; poisoning us from the inside out. I see no future, only here and now. Each passing moment—a lifetime. Why can't breathing just be easy—even when you're on your way out? I am falling short of white blood cells. My count is down—my time is up. There is weight on my chest, a push of air from the lips. Straining to sleep must be like begging for your life. One at a time we're taking a bow. It looks like we have been followed. I thought I said to come alone. I can see less of myself now, and more of what's replaced me. (I am) conscious of the cessation of life. Why can't breathing just be easy—even when you're on your way out? I am falling short of white blood cells. My count is down—my time is up. I have dropped off the face of the earth. The birds of prey—they are awake (they are awake). The birds of prey—they are awake (they have been feasting on us for days). The birds of prey—they are awake (they are awake). The birds of prey—they are awake.

9. In The Wake Of Loss:
The path has been cleansed. The cancer makes me no longer miss the limb. (It's) no longer drawing from me. Out with the sick and also the well. I no longer fear this change. It only means I have a chance—the chance that was absent before. In the wake of loss I see clear. All can be spared—all can be wasted. But this is not a waste, it's a sacrifice. One that I'm willing to make. Out with the virtue and also the vice. I no longer fear this change. It only means I have a chance—the chance that was absent before. In the wake of loss…And without those nerves it no-longer hurts to remember. I no longer fear this change. It only means I have a chance—the chance that was absent before. In the wake of loss I see clear.

10.Paradise Regained:
There is a place where the weary rest their hearts. Where we are truly in love, and truly home. I long for that rest. Like falling asleep, like being at peace, where love conquers all things—just as it should. We will only weep for joy. You have seen me through the end of everything. And now I see we're beginning again. You have seen me through the start of everything. And now I see we're beginning again. This is the only way to be complete. A site to dream of—and not to tell. Yet we will wake eternally. Like falling asleep, like being at peace, where love conquers all things—just as it should. We will only weep for joy. You have seen me through the end of everything. And now I see we're beginning again. You have seen me through the start of everything. And now I see we're beginning again. We have the hope of all hopes.

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