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We Are but Messengers
04:33
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I lost my way not long ago.
Thinking that there was nothing but throes.
Forever trapped in the darkest days when the light suffers to remain.
The way grows weary and I’m not seeing clearly.
When I can’t see the way at all who will show me the way?
This existence spells extinct without a change of pace.
There are the moments I crave.
But am I brave enough to carry the weight on my shoulders forever?
Forever: is it long enough when it carries no weight at all?
When I can’t see the way at all who will show me the way?
This existence spells extinct without a change of pace.
I’m waiting on the collapse of this distance between us because all I ever wanted was to be something you needed.
I ache to find myself underneath the lights.
This passion burns deep inside.
It will not falter.
It will remain unmoved.
I can see the horizon, it seems so far away.
But when a dream is dreamt the only question left is what lies between it and reality.
I’m waiting on the collapse of this distance between us because all I ever wanted was to be something you needed.
I am but a messenger of one perception.
We are but messengers of our perceptions.
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Wait for the Rise
05:00
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Behold another tragedy.
We turn our heads and don’t allow ourselves to see the truth.
We are part of the problem and part of the answer.
To rid this cancer from society, we must find unity.
Because it is a broken system and we are broken men.
But when compassion starts and anger ends we can live again.
Take a journey with me and surely you will see that these times, they are changing.
And we are through with the waiting.
The wait for the rise, for all we despise to falter and fade.
We wait for the day.
Ignorance is not bliss when it’s malevolent.
There must be some way to break the trend.
We must draw the line.
This will pass with time.
The constant need for opposition is ammunition for an endless fight.
We are all the same on one level or another.
Still we willfully allow ourselves to cause others to suffer.
What can we do to warm the coldest hearts?
The wheels of time move too slow and only so far.
Because it is a broken system and we are broken men.
But when compassion starts and anger ends we can live again.
Take a journey with me and surely you will see that these times, they are changing.
And we are through with the waiting.
The wait for the rise, for all we despise to falter and fade.
We wait for the day.
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Hear out a broken, a sudden cry for just a taste of liberty.
Some words unspoken can change the whole course of our history.
We stand silent, cowardly.
What are we waiting for?
Never taking action, always wanting more.
No, it’s never enough for fortuned daughters and fortuned sons.
The common bind, the shared trait is that we all have a hand in all our fates.
We segregate and alienate all because of our senseless hate.
Take a look at this apathy.
Draining essence from this life.
Bleeding dry.
Break; time to break from these chains constraining and stifling our prosperity.
Oh, the burden we bear is our own.
It weighs down on us alone.
Humanity cannot withstand this inactivity.
The common bind, the shared trait is that we all have a hand in our fates.
We segregate and alienate all because of our senseless hate.
Take a look at this apathy.
Draining essence from this life.
Bleeding dry.
Break; time to break from these chains constraining and stifling our prosperity.
We hold the keys to a kingdom, but are too blind to build.
Failure cannot be an option when given the gift of human will.
Take a look at this apathy.
Draining essence from this life.
Bleeding dry.
Break; time to break from these chains constraining and stifling our prosperity.
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4. |
Exigency (Interlude)
01:12
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Pulling myself again, away from confrontation.
I can’t feel anything here in this place away from all my troubles.
I want to be free but don’t want to face me.
In my head, it's just a disguise, a cause for these veiled eyes.
Sometime I feel so lost, so disconnected.
What I wouldn’t do to feel alive: to feel alive again.
Where do I draw the line between vice and vindication, between another plane of thought and desensitized?
Sometimes I light this flame, on my own, incinerating the progression prolonged.
Forgive me.
I’ve turned my back too many times on the world I built around me, just to watch it fall.
I've watched it fall!
I want to be free but don’t want to face me.
In my head, it's just a disguise, a cause for these veiled eyes.
Sometimes I light this flame, on my own, incinerating the progression prolonged.
Searching for a way to extinguish the pain.
I need to escape.
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The sickening sense of anxiety bears down on me.
It crushes my spirit and leaves behind a lifeless entity.
From what nature from does this hell come?
A darkness that binds, weakens and blinds.
I succumb.
I watch my world turn before my eyes.
Some things just can’t stay the same.
Regrets they break me down
They break me down and I struggle again just to make a sound.
Take this from my weary, weathered soul, a cancer that crucifies and seeks to agonize till I’m no longer whole.
I’m no longer whole.
What fear still lays in me?
And what conquering will set me free?
All of the misery comes from within.
I watch my world turn before my eyes.
Some things just can’t stay the same.
Regrets they break me down
They break me down and I struggle again just to make a sound.
Unburden me from the demons that dwell in me.
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7. |
To Feel Alive
05:16
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Waken my restless soul.
Countless nights and days I’ve dreamt of this.
The moment, at times, I feared I’d miss: one born from perseverance.
I’m having trouble finding the words to say what’s in my heart when my life is falling apart.
It seems so far away, the reckoning.
The moment we discover we are not alone.
We have found our home.
And in this moment we are home.
In my dreams this liberates me and makes me feel alive.
No one else can take this from me as long as I still have my pride.
We stand as one, some serving as forgotten sons.
The earth will quake and the rest will wake.
Awake.
It seems so far away, the reckoning.
The moment we discover we are not alone.
We have found our home.
And in this moment we are home.
Waiting for the day when all my troubles fade away in comparison to the bigger picture.
My only want is to feel alive.
To be blinded by the lights.
Lift my arms up into the sky, screaming into the night.
I only want to feel alive.
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A Sense of Purpose Cleveland, Ohio
A Sense of Purpose is a metalcore band from Cleveland, OH. Formed in 2015, the quintet craft their music pairing lush vocal arrangements with vibrant, heavy instrumentation. Each release in their ever-growing catalog is a gripping showcase of pulsing rhythms, dynamic guitar work, pop-driven melodies, spirited hooks, and a daringness to push the boundaries of their sound. ... more
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