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Confessor: "Unraveled" – 2005

энциклопедия: Confessor

Состав группы:

  • Scott Jeffreys – вокал
  • Brian Shoaf – гитара
  • Shawn McCoy – гитара
  • Cary Rowells – бас
  • Steve Shelton – ударные

Confessor: "Unraveled" – 2005

Композиции:

  1. Cross The Bar
  2. Until Tomorrow
  3. Wig Stand
  4. Blueprint Soul
  5. The Downside
  6. Sour Times
  7. Hibernation
  8. Strata Of Fear

Лирика

1. Cross The Bar

Too soon you have gone
Too late we have come
To accept what we lost
To reject what you won

Cross the bar, oh my friend
Cross the bar, to your end

The dreams they recur
The reality stays sound
The life that was lost
The death that was found

Cross the bar, oh my friend
Cross the bar, to your end

Handful of years
A pinch in time
You left us here
We sent you there
Everyday we remember

We hate what, what he took

Cross the bar, oh my friend
Cross the bar, to your end

2. Until Tomorrow

Oh why are you doing this to me
Oh why does my life seem incomplete

Rain falls as I dye
Waste away in death
I waste myself away in life

Oh why are you doing this to me
Oh why does my life seem incomplete

Shame falls as I cry
Kick myself to death
I kicked myself enough to die

I believe, I can't see
I believe, I will keep
All my dreams, mind is free
All I need
Until tomorrow
I'll feel no pain
Until Tomorrow

I'll fade away

Oh why are you doing this to me
Oh why does my life seem incomplete

I believe

3. Wig Stand

Down in your dumps
All you see is your junk
Spilling out over the rim
Shit flowing filled with sin

Wig stand, perched up with your cross to bear
Wig stand, an empty shell topped with hair

Feeling sick about your life
And the food that gets you high
Another bite at the hand that feeds
Off the plate that fills your needs

Wig stand, perched up with your cross to bear
Wig stand, an empty shell topped with hair

Did you, see this end
Such a price to pay
Waste your life away now
Life away

4. Blueprint Soul

My blueprint soul
Photographs of my years
Generations will know
MIllions revered

Now I see, all the things
From my kindness career I've retired
Skin away, my poor heart
Map out all my Frugal charts, map my frugal charts

My blueprint soul
Photographs of my years
Generations will know
MIllions revered

A section has been torn, it's been studied and forlorn
Specimen not to clone, but one that stands all alone
It stands all-alone

Healing must now begin, a new life to start herein

My blueprint soul
My blueprint soul

5. The Downside

There was something you wanted
It was really a blessing for you
How could you believe that
That dream was to come true
That's so unlike you

The downside is, you're full of fear

The stars were in line that day
Gods were watching you
You thought that it was your time
There was nothing you couldn't do
That's so unlike you

The downside is, you're full of fear

Must be hard, to go on
Light will shine, Fade away

Must be hard, to go on, Fade away
Seems for you it's no joke, there's no hope

The downside is, you're full of fear
The downside

6. Sour Times

The hole is open, and the maggots call me in
So easy to give up and dive in
But the tide will lead me to my bridge
With the answer I know
With the answer I know to jump in

Sour times are soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times
There're many wars to fight
Way past the front lines
Behind the scene there's much to hide
Ghosts from the past
Wrap their sheets on my mind
Friendships and sin which have died

Sour times
Are soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times
Are soaking up my soul
All hope is gone I'm losing control

I'm not the person I used to be
Not sure who or what to believe

Sour times
Are soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times
Are soaking up my soul
All hope is gone I'm losing control
I'm not the person I used to be

7. Hibernation

Hibernation

Tucked away inside this cold place
Walls begin to close, but I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared

Hibernation season
Hibernation season

Curled up in a ball of yarn
My mind's unraveled and soul is torn, but I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared

Hibernation season
Hibernation season

Days, I waste away
Dreading more, the next day
Retreat back, into my shell
Feel the pain, of living hell

Life...here I go

In the recent years, all I've seen is fear
Now the time has come, for my....

Hibernation

8. Strata Of Fear

Let's count the layers then
Then multiply by ten
A cross section of prayers
And erase all the sin

Strata of Fear, laminate my life
Strata of Fear, sharpen well the knife

Drop a penny through
Collect a sample on the face
Count the lines, count the rings
The slide is upon the stage

Strata of Fear, laminate my life
Strata of Fear, sharpen well the knife

All you staring from earth
Are you real sure

All you staring from earth
Up here lies the cure

I play dead

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