Jonathan Bowman - vocals, backing vocals, guitars, bass guitar
Jaime Isham - backing vocals
Robin Stone - drums


Lyrics:

Redemption and promises not realized.
Minds reel with clouded, awestruck eyes

Will the door be open for them?
(Astaghfirullāh)
Will they find what they're looking for?
(He won't find you there)
In the End remember these words
(Behind your city walls)
Lies hold all Truth in your world

By Truth they will be counted,
One by one.
Confined in their coffins closing in.
Judgement dealt,
Retribution begins.

(What are they asking about?)
Do you really think you'll get out of this?
(About the Great Event)
You and all your lies.
(About which they disagree)
Security breeds impiety.
(Surely... they will find out)
What the fuck have you done with your time?

Will the door be open for them?
Will they find what they're looking for?
In the End remember these words
Lies hold all Truth in your world

If you really think you can get out of this mess then you should
These shuddered minds race and give chase to all that is good
Now run and hide

Can you see it?
Open your eyes.
It's around the corner,
This is your prize.
Don't you want it?
Don't look surprised.
Don't you believe it?
The Hour, arise.

Transgressive interpretations of words from a man without hope.
I'll be damned if I use these words to see my world burn

As-sā`a
Astaghfīrullāh
Af-falaq

The remnants who fed the blame,
Marched down to Flame and back again.
The forgotten remember,
Yielding to old words.
Lost to Paradise,
They have no concern for their world

Oh, my God!
What have You done?
Triggered delirium.
Our world, it is undone.

Now the door is closed for them.
Did they find what they were looking for?
Now that it's done, do you remember these words?
There was no Truth in your world

The Hour

Jonathan Bowman - vocals, backing vocals, guitars, bass guitar
James Spickard - drums

Art - "The Sibyl" by Joseph Bumpas

Lyrics: 

Go on ahead, boy
Take your prize and ride
To her hollow in the seven hills where she hides

Ebb and flow with me, my boy
You'll gain what you desire.
Then watch as your favor falls
Up through the Veil on fire
The madness in your eyes won't see the light of Daybreak now
Your words, Yahyā, will have no use
The day your life expires

Please, make your way to me.
I'll make it worth your while.
This gift was made to be taken away.

Ebb and flow with me, my boy
You'll gain what you desire.
Then watch as your favor falls
Up through the Veil on fire
The madness in your eyes won't see the light of Daybreak now
Your youth, Yahyā, will have no use
The day your life expires

Here, she dances inside my head
Azure words bound by emerald thread
Trumpets will sound, glory bound
The ceiling will fall, silence surrounds.
It's no secret I fear the unknown
One day soon, nothing will atone
For pretension, the ascension, your dissension, their omission
The sacred is secret for a reason

Fire, walk with me

Despite all your failures,
You believe; On which your life depends.
Despite of all that you'll go through
This world you will not mend

Wait for the dream to show you
The line drawn in the sand
Wait for the dream to tell you
On which side you'll stand
If I had any hope left
I would have never listened to you
Torch's flame fading and hopeless
Before my eyes
Sibylline lies come true

Won't you...

Ebb and flow with me, my boy
You'll gain what you desire.
Then watch as your favor falls
Up through the Veil on fire
The madness in your eyes won't see the light of Daybreak now
Your life, Yahyā, will have no use
The day this world expires

The Sibyl

That City's Smilin'

Beyond the year 2125, two great megacorporations vie for control over interstellar resources in a far away star system. 

In the midst of these corporate wars, two forces collide - on the same station by chance, a maverick of Mars and a wayward Earther.

Torn between his factional obligations and personal feelings, the Martian is forced to confront the paradigm.

"Maybe peace isn't so bad..."

Spacebar Girl

We recorded this EP on March 15 at Wolfman Studios in Little Rock, Arkansas. 
Produced by Jason Tedford at Wolfman Studios
Guitar: Christian DeSalvo
Drums: Matthew DeSalvo
Bass & Vocals: Jonathan Bowman

What Makes You Ill

Matthew DeSalvo: percussion
Christian DeSalvo: electric guitar
Jonathan Bowman: bass guitar and vocals

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