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Published on Apr 4, 2014
From the upcoming album "Wolf's Cry" (TBA, 2014)
Music and lyrics by Adi Bitran Produced and recorded by Erez Yohanan, CAST IRON Studios Mixed and mastered by Jacob Hansen
Vocals - Henning Basse Guitars - Gal Ben Haim Bass - Edi Lemishov Drums - Shaked Furman Choir - Leah Marcu, Yohai Davidoff, Adi Bitran
And so I stand Where the memory of grace descends Where her smile can never reach me, Telling tales of crimson heat
Who am I to blame? I have never had to walk this lane Where the flowers always grow As pale divisions of the trees
From my point of view I will always be here Without you
Cruelty, hate and the agonized fate, false tomorrows And the hand that's not there And the breeze in her stare And the souls we once shared And the meaningless, meaningless prayer...
Moments of white disdain Doses of sweetened pain I write myself out as I try To express your ways with ink Epilogues slip down my spine I try to embrace all's mine To regret as your poisonous chest Stains the well at which we drink
What is left now to hold? Just the ghost in the fold Of your hem, just the cold breath of heaven Behold, I am sate from this glorified hate And I mold - all in vain incarnations
Something inside me dies each night I'm with you Narcotic desires to carve the unspeakable truth
A dozen of silver chains Seventy hours of pain I tear myself out as I try To forget all your ways in this chilled lovers' quest Conclusions slip at my palm I try to crush all that's mine To forget, to forget and to never regret, As your poison washes my chest
Engaging myself in forbidden requires To quiet your pulse in my lines of thin fate The vigilance cry of the morrow awakes me The sound of the whispering walls lets me rest
I will never reach for pain And I will never walk this lane And I will never be the same with you.