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The final part of the Breathelast material is simply the horizon's line, trembling before the amount of souls lost at sea, searching for themselves, running from broken shores and fiendish apparitions after The Flood, trying so hard to remember where home is, lost forever for one last breath of air as we fade away into nothing's lifeline.
lyrics
We know our words,
Blankets for the coldest weather..
We look to home, guided by the cradle,
We sail for shores, to our graves,… inhale..
Counting every god damn wave,
We’re going down,… lest we forget..
These waters.. moving in my lungs..
We’re sinking so fast… relics…
On a bottomless past.. we are..
…your flooded version of the truth.
Your flooded version of the truth, stares into me…
Carry me home, before we’re lost at sea..
We know our words,
Blankets for the coldest weather..
We look to home, guided by the cradle,
We sail for shores, to our graves,… inhale..
Counting every god damn wave,
We’re going down,…
We know the rush, of every breath at sea,
The sinking ships, they fill horizon’s lifeline…
You’re all dead to me,… inhale…
You’re all… dead … to me.
credits
from
"Split It Out",
track released December 30, 2013
Music by Breathelast (original idea by Raducu DOOL) / Lyrics by Mihai
Sound Engineer / Producer : Marius Costache
Recorded @ Next Dog Studio
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