1. |
Salvation of the Dead
04:02
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instrumental
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2. |
Insidious
04:42
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Why this penalty? Is it ‘cause of me?
Why the shape I’m in? Slowly wearing thin
And so I woke up that unpropitious morning
The riskiest moment - as proven before - of the day in which I wished never to have lived
A vermin, determined to figure out just what’s been done
His father, too startled, he chases away his only son
Why this penalty? Is it ‘cause of me?
Why the shape I’m in? Slowly wearing thin
Breathe with me, seethe with me, keep me company
I need to understand my unsettling dreams
The air in my room’s begun to desecrate
Too dull and heavy to breathe at normal rate
Rejection
His father, still startled, is the root to infection
Why this penalty? Is it ‘cause of me?
Why the shape I’m in? Slowly wearing thin
A hideous form / insidious form
A hideous form / insidious form
Get me out!
Break my limbs and call me nauseous
But with me, you must stay cautious
Please forgive me, I am tortured
I can’t stand your weak exposure
Then help me…
Why this penalty? Is it ‘cause of me?
Why the shape I’m in? Slowly wearing thin
Why this penalty? Why the shape I’m in?
Is it ‘cause of me? Slowly wearing thin
Get me out, get me out of here…
Break my limbs and call me nauseous
But with me, you must stay cautious
Please forgive me, I am tortured
I can’t stand your weak exposure
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3. |
Regrets, Part I
04:55
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Obligations lose their sense
Everything is so intense
People drift away once more
One emerging from the air
Stillness rises everywhere
Walking through an image door
Have you wondered why there is “behaviour”?
Property is theft, you selfish fuck
Have you ever thought about …
Have you ever thought about the rest?
Question all abilities
Total loss of self-confidence
You are alone and your heart seems pointless
Find the truth, before it fades
Have you wondered why there is no saviour?
I believe you’re through, you’re out of luck
Sitting all alone
In a corner thrown
Barren to the bone
Still reacting to your voice
Tried to run away
Not a word to say
Living day to day
What has happened to the noise?
Have you ever thought about …
Have you ever thought about the rest?
Question all abilities
Total loss of self-confidence
Read the lines that made no sense
Prima causa, primum ens
Nowhere to go, I’m stuck in here
Every day I have regrets
Sitting all alone
In a corner thrown
Barren to the bone
Still reacting to your voice
Tried to run away
Not a word to say
Living day to day
What has happened to the noise?
Condemnation
Complication
Confrontation
What has happened to the noise?
Contribution
Revolution
The solution
Still reacting to your voice
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4. |
Dilemma
06:54
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An era has ended, a new one proceeds
Because of the actions, paying for deeds:
Stretching my fingers, touching your skin
A feeling that lingers, cold, scared within
A dilemma that strikes me whenever I breathe
Think about the boundaries
Searching in the mental pieces of the mind that you couldn’t take
Every time I try, I try to achieve
Nothing has meaning, except my belief
Cleansing my hands, the water turns red
Faith understands, futures ahead
A dilemma that strikes me whenever I seethe
Let out all emotions
Nothing can be certain if you never respect anything
The moment it won
The thing I have done
Explainable to no one else
I simply can’t believe it
His crushing death has triggered cycles way beyond belief
You should not discriminate
You cannot exclude all the things that you hate
Help me, Father, I am rather torn inside my head
Help me take the right decision
Please respond, I desperately need help
All the knowledge and wisdom don’t help at choosing
My own blood to decide for – I don’t want to lose him
To confide in me
To rely on me
To have trust in me
To believe in me
Stop ignoring me
Try and question me
In this scenery
I am family
I’ve witnessed all of this before…
What is happening to me? Parody of life…
Is there no one who hears me?
The era has ended, faithful to me
Volitional necessity
A dilemma confronts me with choices to make
Honourable discharge
Regrets are too large
Facing the questions of life
Is there no one who hears me?
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5. |
The Lure of the Sea
07:15
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Oceanic screams, the waves have come to life
Allegoric figures that inform us of the strife
“Hear me, steer me and my others”
It sounded so severe, a bitter sphere
Then I looked into a creature’s sickened eye
Tides rise very sufficiently
Pride’s light because we all know what will hit
Never of value, never grand
Never a helping hand
Never useful
But in a way highly <precious>
Clean us from pictures unseen
Due to misdemeanor
Flee from the lure of the sea
It is calling you
The beast, it spoke to me, it had a transcendental voice
Fed up with our abuse, it gave the one and only choice
“Save me, lave thee from thy other”
Intense severity, human vulgarity
The waves came up again and all the creatures uncontrolled
Fusing with the world’s oceans
A booming voice spoke and all aquatic life stood strong
Never of value, never grand
Never a helping hand
Never useful
But in a way highly <precious>
Clean us from pictures unseen
Due to misdemeanor
Flee from the lure of the sea
It is calling you
It’s true, we have taken innocent lives
But what can be said of man?
Search another way, your journey stops here
Land afar awaits you, so leave before you disappear
Never of value, never grand
Never a helping hand
Never useful
But in a way highly <precious>
Clean us from pictures unseen
Due to misdemeanor
Flee from the lure of the sea
It is calling to
Clean us from pictures unseen
Due to misdemeanor
Flee from the lure of the sea
Make the voice go away… away… away…
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6. |
Once Allegoric
01:27
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instrumental
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7. |
The Fall
03:43
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Guilty minded (unknown)
Present in his head
Twisted reality (alone)
Presentation of the dead
Intentions of the purest kind
A new beginning
I’m glad to unwind
So I can enjoy all of this
I am lonely
I am longing to be close to you
Instead
Recognizing my hands no more
I am lonely
I am longing to be close to you
Instead
Realizing this life no more
It’s so dreadful
He is longing to be close to you
He can’t recognize his own face no more
Is it true what they say? Is he wearing away?
I am lonely
Disappointing
My erosion is near
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8. |
Regrets, Part II
06:26
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As we speak, the clouds are drawing nearer
“Son of God, your trial’s begun.
I cannot believe it, the Unified Substance you deny…
Have you not thought of the rest?”
Without understanding, he mumbled his essence through his eyes
How does it feel to be oppressed?
Universal metamorphosis
Out of sight, it tried to flee
Down with the hall, down with the wall
While you were down after all
Always be strict and repay
Open the core, open the sore
I just can’t take anymore
Why did you go away?
New tears when thinking of you
I can’t realise you’re through
You were too proud to obtain the contra reformation
Guilt, “Who is that man whom you killed?
Think of the empire he’s built”
Get yourself to hail the contra reformation
A distant conversation, another time or place
An unexpressed frustration, another one to face
How dare you call me everything that bottled up inside?
You do not have the might…
… and then he died.
Take back what you said
By now he’ll be dead
Disgusting remark
“I can’t believe it, the Unified Substance you denied…
Have you not thought of the rest?”
Without understanding, he mumbled his essence as he lied
How did it feel to be blessed?
New tears when thinking of you
I can’t realise you’re through
You were too proud to obtain the contra reformation
Guilt, “Who is that man whom you killed?
Think of the empire he’s built”
Get yourself to hail the contra reformation
Persuade us to think
Persuade us to sync
Forget what you are
Persuade us
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9. |
Desolate
05:16
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Sentenced by your sentences, staring numbly at the mirror
This appearance is not who I am, this image isn’t me
I’ve gone through this too often and I can no longer take it
As time flies by discrepancies collide with destiny
Why must it be this way?
Happiness worn away
A coin that flips and seals my fate like memories of tomorrow
Every feeling that I felt before never meant to blemish you
Looking in that mirror I see nothing to hold on to
And the question in my head repeats:
How can this be true?!
Why must it be this way?
Happiness worn away
There are no facts, only interpretations
Should I follow all the indications?
What’s the point, it’s all too late
Vita Brevis
It is clear that ratio is useless
Unaware of talking the abusive
All my values are now lost,
Destroyed, unbound, my fate‘s been tossed
This one goes out to the desolate hearted
This one goes out to a desolate heartache
Why must it be this way?
Happiness worn away
Something that won’t get out of my head
Sometimes I wish that I were dead
And buried, just to ease the pain
But it all happens again…
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10. |
Mor[t]ality
08:13
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The last salvation
Salvation of the dead
A weird sensation
Is running through my head
This is agony – mortality – in me
But I will not subdivide it
No, I will not coincide with it
He wanders with his head held down… Ooh
My destination
Is still to be outlined
His transformation
And I have been entwined
This is agony – mortality – in me
But I will not subdivide it
No, I will not coincide with it
He wanders with his head held down… Ooh
And with his head fully immersed in regret
Think positive, this life just ain’t over yet
The mirror shows another sight of myself
Metamorphosis, another one I will shelve
Organic change, I feel it inside of me
Messianic range, this can’t be done easily
My body altering into my son’s oppressive cage
I wonder if my faith would help me out to disengage
I am not a wise man
Little did I know
Losing you would ever hurt this much
Inside
The last salvation
Salvation of the dead
The weird sensation
Stopped running through my head
This is agony – mortality – in me
But I will not subdivide it
No, I will not coincide with it
He wanders with his head held down… Ooh
Agony – mortality – in me
But I will not subdivide it
No, I will not coincide with it
He wanders with his head held down… Ooh
As tongues are burning
The time is running back
Is there deliverance
When eyes have gone black?
Release me…
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Shrine of August Herent, Belgium
Shrine of August is the solo project of Belgian drummer / songwriter Steve Vanderperren. After many years playing various genres, the time was right to bring together all ideas and influences from his musical beginning till today. To sum it all up, the term "Prog Noir" came up. Progressive elements will definitely remain, but the emphasis is on the music itself, not necessarily its technicality. ... more
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