1. |
||||
what kind of fuckery is this?
put your toys aside
everything will not be fine
not even remotely
not saying torn to shreds
by tomorrow
but still
at rope’s end
and very little left
to mend
get your ass in line
for action
chin up
eye on the target
on that speck of light
of a hope obscured
in shadows cast
by monolithic despair
choose to abstain
from being
to ourselves
the world entire
well, where to begin
shedding this skin
when it is
the only one we have known?
|
||||
2. |
Eyes Go Pale
04:52
|
|||
her sickness howls
like a child over
hills
past city limits
down streets
and into
dreams
of those who
once loved
and lived and shared
an unbecoming veil
of anxieties and fears
a little sting
that fractures every smile
a trail of thoughts
that make
eyes
go pale and glazed
too much to
bear
just walk
away
|
||||
3. |
Our Will Be Done
04:24
|
|||
into that darkness
with a numbed
acceptance
that down there in the depths
is a comforting
womb
an itch of discordance
reiterate
what has been revealed
feel disbelief
yes, we look away and suffocate
descent in stationary phase
come senescence
hurry along now
let us cross
this finish line
slip through the fingers of disaster
altogether
our will be done
forget and
be forgotten
we let our will be done
our will be done
done
|
||||
4. |
You Will End
02:38
|
|||
you will end
and so will all of this
as hasty as a bee sting
or a draw of breath
to never see the sun again
for all thoughts to lose
their meaning
and it matters not
as you dissolve
become something else
entirely
a million little pieces
with a million new shapes
no longer are you
become death
a shatterer of worlds
thus helping this place
to repair itself
|
||||
5. |
Greed Witches
04:11
|
|||
this is not a drill
they actually live
they are insatiable
gaping mouths
hacked out eyes
ears cut off
greedy claws
they steal the air
and summon floods
no desire beyond
the lust for gain
a feast bar none
go forth and
multiply
win terrain and self-deify
feed the beast
and scorch the earth
come one, come all
it’s midnight
and we are all out of bubble gum
we must kill the greed witches
slit their throats
their reign be overthrown
lest we forget
lest all this will be gone
|
||||
6. |
Sharpening The Blade
05:42
|
|||
draw my blood or breath or both
i have nothing else to offer you
let’s cling to this and pray we don’t tip over
make believe fine honing
to perfection
sharpening the blade until
there is nothing
left
is love but an instrument of survival?
a path to absolution
in such a cold, cold world?
a prism refracting
rays of self-loathing?
a shield upon which
fire and sulphur may rain?
war weary we stride on
through the mud
and pitch-black rivers of fear
we shall fight back
but we will not win
and when the dust settles
break the skin
and look within
this is as deep as you will
get with me
|
||||
7. |
All The King's Horses
04:18
|
|||
as if
whispers of
hope
into the ears
of the
downtrodden
and the ones engulfed in darkness
will
bring about a new tide
a new time
a tipping point is a tipping
point
and I believe
we are all
coming along
for the great fall
i reserve my right
to hold little
faith in kings and
their horses
and men
|
||||
8. |
Collapse
04:56
|
|||
the devil is in
the detritus and debris
gravity defying
amounts of ill will
holed up in
the skies above
self fellating
cumulonimbus
kakodaimōns
makes it rain
makes it rain
makes it rain
on them souls
is there even room
for more mischief
in the enochian
ebb and flow?
our sewers weren’t
made for this
the banks of babylon
are no longer dry
drizzle satan
rain satan
snow satan
hail satan
precipisatan
|
||||
9. |
Not Only Bridges
03:59
|
|||
we burn
not only bridges
we burn
the ground beneath our feet
we burn
not only bridges
we burn
all foresight and hindsight
we burn
not only bridges
we burn
ourselves and our offspring
is this the ultimate
self-sacrifice?
consumed by flames
at the stake
for an idea
and seek no
absolution
only to win
at the game
the idea of a future
is an abstraction
and so are these funds
we presently accumulate
what do they mean to us?
objectifying void
|
||||
10. |
Ruin
04:05
|
|||
“all these days that
ran away, little did i know ”
what complete nonsense to say
now tearing up
as you try to regain
a chance blown
with all you had
you gave nothing away
what you knew
you made sure to forget
you reap what you sow
don’t tell me about your
struggles to get by
we’re at the end of this road
picking up pieces
and settling for scraps
we need to be
better now
in this beautiful ruin
we will try to adapt
|
||||
11. |
Succession
08:22
|
|||
what is next anyway?
i did not ask to be born
to begin with
and now
neither did you
as you open
your eyes
childhood is
over
my teenage angst has
gone out of style
the joke is on
who?
i cannot blame anyone
for setting me up
i cannot point
the finger
with a wish to retreat
stop conveniently
forgetting
the here and now
because here you are
and i need to build
a shield
a wall
a shelter
because here you are
and i need to wield
a spear
a plow
a hammer
and make it better
keep the flood of shit at bay
construct a sense of hopefulness
that changes may arise
out of the shortcomings of men
|
She Said Destroy Norway
Norwegian extreme metal meddlers She Said Destroy (est. 2000) are a studio based band sporadically releasing music through Mas-Kina Recordings. "Bleeding Fiction II: Child Of Tomorrow" will be released November 25th 2022. A vinyl version of their 2021 album "Succession" came out in October. This band makes the music they feel like making, which is not necessarily what you expect them to make :) ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like She Said Destroy, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp