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Let there be light, not darkness

by The Fire Works

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1.
Weatherman 03:09
So many things seep through my skin I am left behind and wondering But it's crystal clear, too obvious I am sad to tears, you burned those books Therefore words between the lines - written down in empty nights- are hollow shine I've got the taste of poison on the surface of my tongue My throat is laced up by your hands I am choking on this lump of coagulated blood Tinsel light in summer nights The open field and good music And a piece of pink sweets and all my best friends around me But I know that it's a fake like the changing of seasons All the problems stay the same Only the weather is changing
2.
Strings 03:56
You fix my bones with coffin nails You took a sledge to beat them in You wind my neck with rusted strings I am your little marionette I do whatever you make me do But be aware the times will change My pearly eyes are never closed I'm never ever giving in We are the ones who pull the strings with beaten hearts You are the ones who never listen We seem so small but we are tall When we unite we never fall We are the ones who pull the strings with beaten hearts Hey Sir, you are the captain of a grounded, moulded boat You are still screaming your commands But waves and crew are just mirage Hey man, still counting medals of a war you never fought Proudly polished clipped on skin to keep the madness still alive
3.
Everything broke down Down to the ruins of this nasty little town I stand between the wreckage It turns out that I am not alone I am the lost not found Can you save me It's crumbling from your crown But still you save me It's not save in the inside of my house So I keep moving heading from the South to the North Through the valleys that are blown up by there bombs I move on I move on The last road isn't paved with stones of gold It's bearing up my grief, my tears, my fault The doors of heaven We must protect them
4.
The raindrops bring all love to rust My heart is wrapped in woolen trust Bring this ship to land I don’t pretend to be okay And your voice still fills the halls And your pictures grace the walls Every touch of you is still seeping through my skin I feel traced by ghosts no matter where I am Look, I’m standing on my feet But still it’s you who carries me You were the builder of my mind You wrote the contracts that I signed I can hardly hold a pen And your smell still tickles in my nose And your mottled hands enclose a rose And a drop of blood is dripping from the thorns I conserve it so I save my burst soul I just want to get through the god damn day And lie down to bed and be able to say: “I did well, I am decent and I don’t expect divine reward I feel so bad about the things I couldn’t change I could say it loud, taken in by myself I never really had a chance to be involved into this plan There might has never been a plan
5.
This panic is your death and a sewer for the pain Every day is a fight It’s driving you insane You lost the easy way to live when you were still a child It sounds like a cliché but it’s what’s going on inside You give your best to manage every day You are longing for a happy end but lost to pray It is salt to my wounds to watch the fallen fail And the rich become richer within just a day This fear of your own death is based inside your head And the fear leaving your lips get whispered by the dead With a sledge and a pick they grave it on your chest And the scars of this torture get burned with your rest

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released October 11, 2017

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