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Finale
08:02
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Something that I could never hold
This calling, the essence of my sorrow
The undertow
The misery of I and all
The fading life I knew
Death: I had forgotten
Break my bones and watch me shiver
Endurance is the only path
Each moment squandered
In light of sickest mourning
With empty hearts and pockets full of stifled hope
A proclamation to suffer
A proclamation to suffer alone
The great fireball
Is hidden in final eclipse
The serpents constrict us now
And we serve in horror
Die Menscheit wurde zur Geisel der Hoffnungslosigkeit
Der Niedergang der Tugend
Das Zerbröckeln von Idealen in einer Welt,
die Ihrer Herrlichkeit beraubt ist.,
Ist Beharrlichkeit der einzige Weg
Break my bones and watch me shiver
Endurance is the only path
End my longing
Erase all signs of life
Break my bones and watch me shiver
Endurance is the only path
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A touch too violent
I lay bittersweet
Reaching upwards, outwards for death
To grasp what kills me
Etch it into shedding flesh
This is no place for comfort
This is no place for human life
I beg for death in absurdum
Torturing my fragile mind
Swallow glass
And I breathe my last silent breath
Swallow hope
Remember me through callous stone
Drowning in the sickest tears
Clouds strangle dreams, repress hope
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Instrumental
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That violent morning froze my heart
And cruel memories were vanquished
Like silver snow dissolved in sorrow
This tranquillity becomes all I know
Bury me alive and I’ll return again
They only want to see me die
And I have died a thousand times
And endured agony they could only dream
Toxic blood-work forced through my veins
I am clawing and writhing in mortal pains
Take my hand in silent oath
These quaking nightmares haunt us both
Nichts ist unisono
Nichts ist einer Rettung wert, wenn nicht der Eigenwille existiert
Und so wandere ich hinfort in die Wüstenei
In die Wildnis
Dress me in my burial shroud
As I parade through the streets
A portrait of sacrificial scars
For we have risen to the stars
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It calls me in the night
A calling to the dark
Or a fear of the end
All hear my final words
A pilgrimage, to find myself in blackened caves
To reminisce in ancient graves, like whispers in the wind
I open my eyes to nightfall
Every day I failed to hold
Take me into your black fold
And pull me into dusk
Grind me into dust
Stab me in the heart and set my soul alight
Stab me in the heart and set my soul alight
The ocean drags the cursed moon
Below the drowning tide I swallowed.
The cursed moon I follow,
Enveloped by light.
We dance naked in the moonlight
Around hollowed, cracked skulls
The sombre song of the silver nightbird
The only tune that sings
The world swallowed in nightfire
And ecstasy to mourn
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I breathe fire that warms your squeezing heart
Sharpened steel slides through my torso
Chains pull taught, choking life
Sucking poisoned air
While the only sunlight cuts my rind
Slowly inside I rot and quiver
While you smile, driving needles through my mind
Never before have I kissed the swollen hand
Broken from all the beatings I’d endured
I am a slave to you, not by choice but in calling
Screaming inside for distant reprieve
Excuse me as I exit my hopeless body
Through flesh-wounds deeper than I once thought
Abandon life that I once wrought
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Fatigue
04:41
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The wind blows through my hollow skull
Like knives penetrating breaking wounds
The scorching of the bastard sun
A golden glow upon my olden scales
And now I know
That I am not alone
I am never alone
The empty sketches of the past
I strike a match and set it alight
For I have moved on at last
When winter comes
To wash the pain away
I’ll strike a match and set it all ablaze
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Into The Sea Of Snakes
06:58
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Nimble bodies intertwined in courtship
Serpents await at the gates
With open jaws and mangled fangs
I can see the glowing, yellow eyes in the dark
A shrill hissing, deep in my minds eye
Should persuade me of retreat
But I must go the crooked mile to cut my teeth
To find myself at the river mouth
This impenetrable heart of darkness
A savage, hollow, empty dream
Where babies are drowned before their mothers,
Restrained by umbilical nooses
The father’s seed is dying fast
Every mortal being, alone in the wild
With aching arms and swollen hearts
Fighting a losing battle
Who will be the better man?
A muscular primitive beast
An abstract distortion of virtue
A complete abortion of value
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