Intermission

I'd rather face the tidal waves
Than to live in these new times they praise.
I left these lands I used to call my home.
I am too scared of what it has become.
They made the factories grow and they swallowed my wife.
Then I lost my sons to a miner's life.
Three coffins and a cross, that is left for me.
As I say goodbye to my family.

Now I'm the oldest chap back on this fishing boat
And the breeze brings back memories from better times in my youth.
When I returned ashore to find my beloved ones in peace.
Before trees turned to chimneys and the clouds to smoke.

The endless sea, it calms me down.
I raise my cup with an endless frown.
To you that I've lost and the life we used to lead.
I'll never return, if it needs to be.
Cause three coffins and a cross, is all that's left for me.

Widower

With cobwebs between my fingers.
Black lungs and dead eyes.
I'm coughing up death, choking on life .
We are only pretending to cope
With this subverted state of mind
Going nowhere, always returning.
No changes, only routine,
To and fro, ebb and flow.

How can one grow, when fed mostly with hardships?
In a city reigned by downpours and indoctrination.
Unlearned to separate freewill and force.
Trapped in lethargy and held down by depression.

To this '84 system, my betrayal is certain.
My ribcage is no anvil, there's only so much I can take.
I abhor what you stand for,
Fuck what you stand for.
I won't be another cog in a dispiteous machine, no I won't.
Destined to function and eventually break.

Black Lungs, Dead Eyes

Beyond a thousand years and a dozen horizons must lie closure. Tonight only the most sinister infantries walk this place and I am alone. Bury me (bury me) in memories (in memories). End me. The diamonds I carried all the way, won't buy me entrance to this last gate so bury me (bury me) in memories (in memories), next to the road I travelled, but know that even nowadays it takes the wrath of the seven seas to destroy me. Bury me (bury me) in memories (in memories).

The Wrath Of The Seven Seas

Just like the sun does every evening, You too will learn the hard way that nothing lasts forever, That noone stays on the top for too long. The throne weathers but stays the same. It’s the faces that change through the seasons. (And you will change through the seasons). Oh, the king will die just like the last. In the eyes of eternity, we all fade so fast. Just like a windswept leaf in the fall, You will learn the hard way, that you can’t defeat every foe at all. Run forever…try to run forever, like the blood in your veins, But you too will learn the hard way that we are never ever there. Let these words lead your way, ´Cause no one will take your hand And guide you through the thorns Watching your fall. And to say that, to take your illusions away Is the hardest thing for me, I swear.

Heart on my sleeve

I am barely awake thus my cognition is still struggling with what seems to be real. So badly in need for help to tear down the curtain covering up what surrounds me. I just can‘t get rid of the urge to close my eyes. has this world changed or am I surrendering myself to illusions again? Neither confused nor clear, on my knees or running, always searching, never finding... never finding closure. what we‘ve been taught from the start make it so hard to believe that everything we are and ever will be are shadows, shadows and dust.

Shadows & Dust

Recorded in May 2012 at We Set The Sun Studios in Wesel, Germany

Back at Sea - The wrath of the seven seas

declared dead and depreciated, pressed into a pattern. 
disenchanted and lost in so many ways 
another heart shaped sun goes down and dies on me again 
decisions. repercussions. 

I walk alone. I walk alone like everyone else. 
so experienced in being ignorant. 

the light shines through my body, I'm never really here 
my soul and trust need to mend like a broken neck 
but the doctors at my bedside are dressed in black 

no exile can clear the war inside my head 
my hands are folded like I'm already dead 
I see horses and hearses and tears on parade 
chanting a song about hopes that fade 
I see horses and hearses and tears on parade 
chanting a song about lives that fade

Back at Sea - Disenchanted

take it back. what you gave to anyone. so in vain. take it back, 
hide it deep, lose the key. remember not. 

it's the little things we constantly do and the secrets that we hide
that makes us jagged like lips in a winter whose cold just won't subside 
the icy bite, from the look in those eyes, harbinger of your malevolence 
am I the only one admitting guilt, for the dreams we all have killed? 

I'm so disgusted by this world 
I'm choking on this lump in my throat made of concrete 
my skin, my bones, my heart and lungs grow old and become obsolete 
I used to be an upright man, sincerity my mother tongue 
discarded youth... look what the fuck I have become 
we used to be so golden, but the glamour is long gone 
misguided youth... oh what a shame have we become? 

take it back. what you gave. never care

Back at Sea - Malevolence

we are not what we're supposed to be in a world that devours potential 
too many just blend in but I still believe there are courageous hearts left 
I know actions speak louder than words and no hero’s left to hope for 
so the only way out slowly starts to form in my head 

I remember the life that was once in this fireplace 
and the glass in the dark oak window frames 
the dusty mirror stares in shades of grey 
the old grandfather clock, I go and stop its tireless hands 

I paint myself in fire and flames, in contrast to all the 
pale white faces and pitch black eyes 
turn my life into a beacon for you 
for you to wake up 
realize the ember inside 
and burn what tries to defeat you 

the radiant grows, swallows me whole, 
it burns me, razes the liar's strongholds 
let me be a beacon for you in this darkness 

colours where never true 
this is our life in monochrome

Back at Sea - Monochrome

if I just found a recipe for a life not completely failed 
I'd slay fucking angels, taint all love, or even wander the plains of hell 

I'm so sick of betraying myself, by wasting my days away 
cause nothing good ever came from this but I stick to my suicide guns 

who could know that this would become everything that’s wrong with the 
situation I’m in? desperate times, desperate measures, desperate sleepless eternity. 

the sun has gone for far too long and the street lights burn like salt in my eyes 
I count and carve every hell of a day into these walls that I will never escape 

sleeping next to you has become like waking up alone 
when everything has changed what is it worth to return home? 
my mind wants me to never forget and it seems that I’m losing that fight 
and I can’t even tell anyone that I dreamed about her, the other night 

if I just found a recipe for a life not completely failed 
I’d do anything, but nothing ever comes close to redemption 
the sun has gone for far too long and the street lights burn like salt in my eyes 
I need to free myself from the menace of my past 

I want to be six feet beneath this life 

decapitated, embracing tranquility 
the only way to escape the ghosts of time 

never hear, never see, never speak again 
never fear, never be, never go insane 
decapitated, finding my peace of mind

Back at Sea - Decapitated

Back at Sea is a Melodic Hardcore band located in Gießen, Germany, founded early 2010. The main concept was to create a versatile sound beyond genre-borders.

In September 2011, they released their first EP called “Forecast the Storm”.

After several self-planned tours in 2011 and 2012, they have played Germany, the UK, France, Netherlands, Belgium and Luxemburg without being represented by a record label.

Their second EP "Monochrome" was released February 1st 2013 and is now followed by the band’s third release “Black Lungs, Dead Eyes / Widower”, a two track mini-EP which will be digitally released through No Panic!-Records and Beyond Hope Records early 2014.

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