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August Burns Red: "Rescue & Restore" – 2013

энциклопедия: August Burns Red

Состав группы:

  • JB Brubaker – гитара
  • Brent Rambler – гитара
  • Matt Greiner – ударные, фортепиано
  • Jake Luhrs – вокал
  • Dustin Davidson – бас, бэк-вокал

August Burns Red: "Rescue & Restore" – 2013

Композиции:

  1. Provision
  2. Treatment
  3. Spirit Breaker
  4. Count It All As Lost
  5. Sincerity
  6. Creative Captivity
  7. Fault Line
  8. Beauty In Tragedy
  9. Animals
  10. Echoes
  11. The First Step

Лирика

1. Provision

You give us dreams to wake us up
You say, "Take pride in the provision."
When all we see is the face of defeat you say
"Take pride in the provision."
My future's finally found me, figured me out.
It's painful. It's tough.
I never saw it coming.
Come as it may, because all of this life is a lesson
I'd rather learn then end up in a cold covered up dark grave.
These are the words of a man who finally let go.
These are the goals of a man who's laid it all down.
Losing it all made me realize I am the victim, the culprit,
The casualty, and the cause.
Losing it all led me to you.
I'm sick. I need sight. I need help.
I need you, and I'm not getting any better.
I am the deceiver. I'm not getting any better.
I'm the thief, the whore, the murderer.
It's times like these you forget who you are.
The way up is down.
Truth is found when life throws you out and kicks you to the curb.
I'm just as much the problem as the man behind bars.
He did with his business what I do in my heart.
You wronged me.
You crossed me.
I'll never let it ruin me.
Lessons are learned deep down within my heart.
The worst men make the best stories come true.
The past is a part of me, but not who I am.
I realize my identity is not in what I've seen but in what I believe to be true.
I know what I need now.
All that was lost is not lost.
Even the worst of mankind can't disrupt sovereignty
You've given me the nightmare to wake me up.
You say, "Take pride in the provision."
You've given me more than enough.
You say, "Take pride in the provision."

2. Treatment

Stop turning life into a stagnant routine.
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue.
The more animosity you spit out, the less we want to hear.
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue.
Too many hearts filled with hate.
Too many hands clenched in fists.
Relax your grip.
Open the gates.
Too many hearts filled with hate.
Let acceptance in.
We're here to say the world needs more diversity.
We're here to say we're all so sick of your bigotry
Pay attention to the choices you make.
Step back and look at all the hearts that you break.
Stop dwelling on what happens when we die.
Start helping others while we're still alive.
You need to look in the mirror and ask yourself
"What good have I done? What are my true intentions?"
It's your right to say what's on your mind, yet it's their right to keep feeling alive.
We'll carve out your heart; rewire your mind, stripping your soul of everything that makes you unique.
We'll wipe the slate clean that brought them to their knees.
Will that make you believe in the tolerance you need?
You crown your religion instead of your king.
It's time for a movement to stand up and believe that being distinct is not a disease.
Open the gates.
Let acceptance in.
Open the gates.
Relax your grip of disapproval.

3. Spirit Breaker

Staring at the walls to pass the time.
Pinch myself make sure I'm still alive.
I'm not alright.
It's become a disguise.
Friends and family, I'm losing all ties.
Staring at the walls to pass the time.
Pinch myself; make sure I'm still alive.
I've been here before.
I will survive another month under gray skies.
I'm holding on as a tight as I can.
The monotony never seems to end.
Every day feels the same.
Every day I think about the place I'd rather be than here.
I've been here before.
I will survive another month under these grey skies.
We've carried each other through and over the seas.
We live for nights like this.
The ones we won't forget.
I hope to open my eyes to see this picture.
I'm throwing it all away
I hope to open my eyes to see this moment that I should treasure forever.
Staring at the walls to pass the time.
Pinch myself; make sure I'm still alive.
I'm not alright.
It's become a disguise.
Friends and family, I'm losing all ties.
I'm holding on as tight as I can.
Coming home, I don't know when.
I'm holding on as tight as I can.
I swear.
My dearest love, I woke up tired today, even more so than yesterday.
How that's possible, I don't even know, nor do I want to.
It's hard to find the motivation when you are this drained.
My body aches but I'm used to feeling this way.
Seventeen down, seventeen to go.
That's not so bad, right?
I think of home often and of you even more.
Yesterday I saw the sun shining. It appeared for a few minutes just after two.
For a moment I found myself smiling, as if those short rays of light were enough to get me by.
Maybe that was enough.
Thank God, I needed that.
I surely needed that.

4. Count It All As Lost

I want to believe these words are more than letters to me.
I want to believe a covenant to stand the battlefield of time.
Many times I've written words holding me to stay pure.
Where is the truth in these motions, afterwards feeling motionless?
I keep breaking my promises.
I keep breaking my word to you and I.
I keep breaking my promises.
Once again, I'm letting you down.
How must a broken man fix his brokenness if he's not the answer?
I can't do this on my own.
I need you here.
Each and every day that passes leaves me worse off than before.
Many times I've sworn I wouldn't look back.
Never look back.
Instead of fighting to be a man I just want to know who I am.
Fighting with my fists leaves me bloody and broken almost every single time,
so I'm going at it with your strength instead of mine.
Please be my strength.
I've carried this burden long enough.
With a heart of conviction, I've betrayed us both.
I have to forfeit.
The shame is too much to take.
Take the lead and reign over me.
You knew you'd find me here.
It took me losing sight to count it all as lost, for me to see that I'm finally found.
Count it all as lost.
There's so much more to gain.
Count it all as lost.
Take the lead and reign over me.

5. Sincerity

Rarely the rare are seen in the ocean of chaotic reality.
This lighthouse gives direction, caution, and awareness.
In the dark and distant, this man is still seen.
His fierce devotion to what he believes is true, as he feels the weight of this collapsed nation.
Staring into the face of adversity, he will remain with courage and bravery.
It keeps him walking towards the flames in good faith that he will remain.
"Our existence is an imprint.
We all have a legacy to live," he says to me.
His grace is such a blessing.
Surely it's something to write home about.
It's presence never recognized while life passes by, never stopping to thank you.
"Be calm. Just sleep. Let your heavy spirit rest its knees.
You've been running for so many years," he says to me.
A true inspiration, a light in the dark and distant, I stop my life to thank you.
You have carried me through the storm, through its heavy winds.
I stop my life to thank you.
Rarely the rare are seen.
What's seen as defeat is his philosophy.
Better to be a one-man army than a cavalry hurdling the weak
He brings comfort to the masses in the name of compassion.
His merit, his amour, clears the path for the broken down and defeated.
To see the masterpiece that's painted in our names.
"What we see is not all we believe," he says to me.
He will remain.

6. Creative Captivity

This is a barren wasteland, a lonely place where inspiration goes to die.
Rescue the beauty that's left.
Restore the character that's long since gone,
because these color must never fade.
the beat must carry on.
We will fight to save this.
We will fight to keep it alive.
This is a cause worth fighting for.
We will rescue and restore.

7. Fault Line

We all hurt
We all need
We all cry
We all bleed

These dreams
These desires
Consume me

The good
The bad
The ugly
Aren't too much to take
I've been put in this position
But now I can't bear to leave

Stand here with me
Together we'll get through this
Stand here with me
And we wash it all away

Without you I'm nothing
Yes, I've come to understand this
Without you I'm worthless
Yes, I've come to understand this

I've been handed my life by you
The least I can do is listen

Pull me aside, and step inside
I'll listen to your horror stories

Let this song be your motivation
Let your life be your inspiration
You can't hide your fear in this chorus
In this chorus forever

If I could do more
I promise you I would
But this is your time
If I could do more
I promise you I would
But this is your time now

Whisper your grief
Scream your sorrow
Proclaim your love
Just don't call me your hero

Tell me your stories
I'll lend you my ears
Tell me your horror
I'll make it disappear

I'm absorbing the impact of the young at heart, young at heart

We all hurt
We all need
We all cry
We all bleed
We have hope

8. Beauty In Tragedy

There is beauty in tragedy
The heart won't stop beating,
For the end is a new beginning
Where sorrow pulls the skyline of reality
And restarts a love ever after
As we grasp beyond defeat

So keep us breathing a little longer
For just one moment we couldn't offer
This night is falling on my hearts shame
These feelings bring tears to my eyes

Just take away my world,
Leave my side
Hear the angels sing,
As I embrace you with a warm welcome home
Hear the angels sing.
Hear the angels sing.

Tomorrow,
The air will be a little colder
But I'll be sure to breathe for the both of us.
And the nights
May be a little darker
But I'll be sure to carry the torch to warm the hearts
They're never gonna have to feel yours
I can hear your voice,
I can't hear your voice
But that's okay
Cause I can feel you in my heart

One morning I'll wake up to you,
One morning I'll hear the angels sing.
On that morning we won't be worried about the weather
Nor will we might wither his life
While the clocks alarm.

I'll be sure to write your name in the sun
Where the waves can't wash it away

Until then I'll walk,
Until then I'll breathe in your name!
Never surrender the dream you had for this world
To love
To forgive
To make something out of nothing!

I WILL FEEL YOU, I WILL HEAR YOU FOREVER!

9. Animals

How must you feel up there?
So exalted with such a haughty attitude.
No one's inferior to your wise words, my dearest friend,
acting as though you have authority to judge.
you do not have permission.
Who gave you licence to pour hate down throats, bringing them a shameful disposition?
No one likes a discouraging word slurring out of a drunkard's mouth, intoxicated on his own pride.
How do you feel, safe and secure?
You were wrong.
You judge the faith, lives, and actions based on your insecurities.
words cut like blades to the skin, making people numb to feeling.
Words cut like blades to the skin.
Why can't you realize what you are doing?
Where is their selfworth now?
Running miles far away based on your invitation.
Cage your mouth, and listen to your heart.
We are beginning to end.
Don't judge the loved.
Stop hating the hurt.
Quit living for such selfish demands.
If you don't stop while you're ahead, pride will lead you to self-destruct
Kingdom come, no one is done.
All have been forgiven.
We are who we are from beginning to end.

10. Echoes

The pressure is endless.
The tension is pounding.
Life change after life change, it's too much for me to take.
While mourning the loss I am forced to celebrate new life.
When is it too much?
When is it enough?
Burrow deep down inside, somewhere, anywhere, a place to hide.
I'm collapsed, about to burn.
This will end me.
Set me ablaze.
I am about to explode.
I can't take much more of this.
Where is my way out?
Waiting for this page to turn, I can't even bear the silence.
Where is the ringing in my ears to sing me to sleep?
Where are those who feel what I feel?
Why can't I see the lights shining down on me?
Home will always be where my heart lives, where it belongs, but this is my way out.
This is our home away from home.
Pouring our hearts across the stage with every word we sing together.
Screaming our anthem with one another
The open road is what I need to breath freely.
Free me.

11. The First Step

Without competition there is no progression.
Society won't wait for statues to break free of their brass case.
Carry the point.
Be the focus.
Notice the inevitable Times make changes.
Humanity makes mistakes.
Mistakes make answers.
We live to learn. We live to love. We live to die.
Learn to question why.
We're so scared to take the first step.
The ground you walk on isn't straight line, and neither are the toils of life.
Standing still, just to watch it pass you by; to watch the world pass you by.
We are pushing for change, waiting for the world to take notice.
Breaking down barriers, as we strive for a better way.
With determination we'll march on in protest.
With determination we'll see this through.
Evolve or die.
Move on or drown.
History's "greatest generation" will be removed by the Earth's most advanced.
Your battles will become our peace with the new.
Without competition there is no progression.
Society won't wait for statues to break free of their brass case.
Evolve or die.

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