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Punctual

by Misertus

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1.
Tremble 04:59
Can I find a lost sense of apathy? In the trees I surrender to thee Sometimes life is all you can handle Something wrong is happening And how hopeless can you feel on this day? "I've fallen from December", at last I cry Subject to me the promises you're working for And leave me standing alone and deluded For seasons to come, I left for the rain Enchanted for what? This physical pain? I'm falling asleep, yet I'm still awake These sensations now I cannot explain I found gods and they turned me away Living fantasy and tremors in decay I followed you in dreams and this is what you give to me? Taking what I have then purging destiny In the temple - I throb and then I bleed Why can't you just make sense of me? Why can't you just set me free Why won't you let me hear your call Instead of making a mockery of it all Tasting this common thread, I thought it would have the answers But then I got carried away I guess that only silence can help me now To make sense of this, I wonder how Are you living, or are you dying? Insanity's kiss of tragedy Can you listen to me? Or are you killing me?
2.
Letter 04:47
The countess came and spoke to me in a dream, and she said that I was Destined to believe in this world and I thought of all The pleasantries I heard her sing, that someone there will - thick or thin Subject me to mystery and wonder - of all the things The red of velvet erupting, consecutive in what I've seen Holding on to portals that have come to me - a summoning The cherished eyes so free and light, no punishment in what lays at night A love that transcends the dawn of this time - so far away I fly And for the moonlight rushes flowing through me.. another fable Takes the scar, above my face, and suddenly I feel it race In my heart still looking for more - a flash of figures to settle the score I never would have imagined this, reflections of myself in the mist Understanding that it's all I have to do, is call upon Someone so enchanted in the other room... it can't end soon Listening to the song that somehow travels beyond And with only seconds on the table - what could possibly go wrong? Do you think it's possible to be reunited? And then live in another reality? The bite of fingers suddenly, a duplicate taken away from me But when I wake I know that she'll be back for more - but then what for? No answers given in common sight, just divinity in it's eternal might Unconscious of the secret that lays in this rite - that ties my fate And for the moonlight rushes flowing through me.. another fable Takes the scar, above my face, and suddenlly I feel it race In my heart still looking for more - a flash of figures to settle the score I never would have imagined this, reflections of myself in the mist
3.
Eda 04:53
In the turmoil I stand for the dead That ravages my inner soul with so many tongues In this chaos I sustain the belief That wretched slumber always haunting my faith Always roaming this mortal execution Mouth foaming with marshes of exalted drought Leeches upon leeches scatter away so blind Dreaming of nothing that's sanctified Licking my pores I seeth and crown for the sin Welded directions so paranoid and thin Far from the tension I'm uncertain of The thinning of dimes I'm determined to hide Questioning the unknowing and dying within Force fed the bled that drench on what's fed Weed out the stains dark putrid and more The messiah's festival constantly scorned Ministries awaken the ripen disconnect Wishes of granted whispers grasping melancholy An evolving oak in sunrise, screaming ecstasy I watch the smoke pass invisible eyes Taken from the stalking beast, patient yet scarred The glowing purple evokes limitatons of a mortal womb The aging slit of the sun grants us eons of a child's birth Let your tender flowing apathy serenade us once again Taking forth all of the stains that keep passing me by for this night Invited majestic solipsis so sudden to reveal A sole partition wanders inside vocal carbon Limitless the motion will walk to nine lines All creating woven doors of symmetry
4.
Left 04:39
I hazard a guess, you left me this dress On the floor and nothing more To sanctify in herbs, and remedies A puppet to your needs Never find a surface lurking behind Surrendering to all potentials Focusing on the bleak and the paid Worth it? It's so deranged in me Insulting my favourite game Your memories are what I deserve Mimicry to the solid tune In language I thought I heard So what of love when a visitor speaks nothing But riddles and contradictions I know when I'm asleep, I'm thinking of something new That you deliver to my optimism The curtain is hollow And dwelling in serenity I'm hopeless in sorrow And infinity - the dust that I feed I'm trying to swallow Another pill ground into powder Snorting the dream that is left to my other half - still lying in me Perhaps an alternative can bring a blessing to this forlorn night Collectives surrounding the paranoid and distant unlight And from this day I was nothing, and yet everything Came to be in the words that I've yet to write Even with disillusion I pride on the sudden drafts It seems unfair, but I'm living it out for free I sold my soul for everything to believe I sold my soul to let it become whole Touching me yet I've forgotten who I am Is it deserved or will I die in my own hands
5.
Not Anyone 03:12
Serpent's surprise of the darkness getting thin I suddenly want more Sun singing desire of a common festival I hold my head up to the eternal sky, and let it rain on me So respectable in it's ministry An open fold in this crease that takes the gold A solemn thief in me, suffering in irony So hideous, and I find that it won't sit and stare Sometimes I think of red, and the colour turns me blue Messages of hope and joy are better left unsaid Making plans I thrived for them, to end up disposed again Serving morality and a conscience torn instead Watching as it seems, the lights seem to pass right over me Never getting what I'd like in a world that's free Just morose common decency Summer wrote the cautious role that was spent, I'm descending Into the youth of my time I wasted imagining Wherever it's using the pen, or hearing thoughts in my head I was told that it's a disease, and it could go as it pleased Of this shrine I made sending seconds to myself I'm still eroding Still as I wake from the end, I'll lose my touch for the karmic mend I'm leaving it just as decorations for a future that's yet untold So far the life that was secondary is still knocking on the door And I'm left there wanting more - all this pride and joy for someone who's not anyone
6.
So tempting of seeds, in this song I breed I've heard laughing on the shore And the faith I can't ignore So taken of the glass that was crushed in your hands And still it didn't bleed The perfume trapped in the signs that will take me for The fool I was meant to be The bloodstained carpet sets me free at night Heaving the earth and the energy To set it all alight I thought minds that were split in two would always be confused In what is right? Buried deep within the shallow ends of what appears to be Another life Existing outside of this jurisdiction yet wonder if it's still alive The motion of hands and eruption of wine that I drink from your dining voice And last of all I thought of it before Taking a form of these memories and desires The garden rupturing In vines and thorns alike Overflowing in fortune As the creature sings to me The creature sings in glee The creature visits me And no one feels your sting... The barley flew in the wind and landed at the door A conquered head flows in inner strength, compliance, money and more... Turn the page and see the story written again A visual aid, that comes and goes as it went... Demonstrate the lighter ears that radiate in this scene Combine hope and insult, in the disappearing game "how wombs are cleaned in eggs a basket flowing pouring faint and tar sometimes work in time knots let it write as the merchant soul so rich and full (and so onwards we leave)" I can't find all the pictures that I've seen in my memories Confusing it all seems, the metaphor for life that befell on me Yet I can't hear you speak. In a conversation on the phone I heard you play the tunes That portrayed the emotion that we'd never felt before Apologise? Yet I don't know why, but maybe in time I'll see you fly Tomorrow still wishing for a promise that I hope you'd keep And they say, this friendship is forbidden And the words are still forgiven, from the start But yet I have no choice - I still can't hear your voice Even if I feel your touch in my heart
7.
Meaning 05:02
Twilight winter in snow finding alignment Melding the wistful invaders Limerence so established on crude ticks And scratchs that are on the wall Ignoring all stigma Stuttering in flickering air Anxiety breathes itself A bleak facade tugs over there Brushed away into a corner at birth Wondering if it's possible to fit on this earth Shaking because of uncertainty again I will let it ride in the car that drives Placid yet still I'm left wanting more Gripping onto rocks of stability So I'll let this melancholy thrive again And seep through in the art of tragedy Yet it now glimpses at a written future never seen For the eyes meant for me Is the portrait set on fire desiring gold That I spent on ferocity What foraging is necessary? As the place only wanted erosion So common to the touch The flesh tone never quite filled In abstraction to open up and let it go the dying show that needs to know closing words take a turn forest birds let them burn Deranged buzzing of clattering cacophonies Sulfur stays in the chains, boxed then wrapped Ready to bring to the surface - a state of laughter Actioning in mind the clear and contained Placid yet still I'm left wanting more Gripping onto rocks of stability

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released August 11, 2021

tomas anton docherty - guitars, bass, drums, synths, vocals

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