Eternally Apart

Treading Water

Your Love I'll Never Need

Abandon Us

TECHNIUM

TECHNIUM (feat. The Plot In You)

No Tomorrow

Begin The Sacrifice

"Vocês vão ouvir a 'tradução' deles. O #synthpop de merda. A versão 'Cold War' polida que o 'casal margarina' 'traficou' do nosso HD."

"Eles acharam que podiam 'traduzir' a nossa fúria."

"Eles estavam errados pra caralho."

"Isto é o 'Origins: REFORGED'. Estas são as 11 faixas originais. O código-fonte. A porra das demos como elas deviam ter soado. O ódio cru, o barulho que eles tentaram apagar."

"Isto não é o 'Origins'. É o 'Origins' Reforjado na porra da nossa garagem, com metal, ódio e sete cordas. Incluindo o 'tapa na cara' (BRO'S FUNERAL MARCH (REST IN PISS)) que eles achavam que estava enterrado."

"Eles têm a 'tradução'. A gente tem a porra da verdade." #TimeTraducao #TimeBarulho | "You're going to hear their 'translation'. The shitty #synthpop. The polished 'Cold War' version that the 'margarine couple' 'smuggled' from our hard drive."

"They thought they could 'translate' our fury."

"They were dead wrong."

"This is 'Origins: REFORGED'. These are the 11 original tracks. The source code. The fucking demos as they should have sounded. The raw hatred, the noise they tried to erase."

"This isn't 'Origins'. It's 'Origins' Reforged in our fucking garage, with metal, hatred and seven strings. Including the 'slap in the face' (BRO'S FUNERAL MARCH (REST IN PISS)) that they thought was buried."

"They have the 'translation'. We have the fucking truth." #TranslationTime #TimeScream

Ctrl+Alt+Destroy (Reforged)

[Verse 1]
The dirt still clings to the cross we made,
Your name carved deep like a scar that fades.
Every scream echoes down inside,
A war that won’t quit, no place to hide.
Banging my head on the edge of truth,
The world lost color the day I lost you.
Thought I'd drown, thought I'd fade away,
But rage keeps the reaper at bay.

[Pre-Chorus]
The silence is louder than any sound,
Your ghost is the weight that drags me down.

[Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe, but barely holding on!

[Verse 2]
Empty chair, cracked photograph,
I keep your boots by the aftermath.
Whiskey bleeding down my throat,
Every drop burns like a final note.
Can’t bargain with a broken sky,
Can’t kill the tears no matter how I try.
I pound the earth where your name now sleeps,
In the dirt, my fury creeps.

[Pre-Chorus]
Blood in my mouth, fists to the air,
If you can hear me, brother, I’m still there!

[Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe, but barely holding on!

[Bridge (Breakdown Growl Section)]
Slam! The hammer falls!
No mercy, no calls!
Your echo screams inside my chest—
God, this hurt never rests!
If there’s a gate, I’ll tear it down,
If there’s a crown, I’ll steal the crown!
You ain’t gone till I’m gone too,
Brother, I still fight for you!

[Final Chorus]
It was like yesterday, then the heavens took you away!
Fuckin buried in confusion, tearing myself through decay.
Still I breathe, but barely holding on—yeah!
Punching through the pain till the night is gone!
Still I breathe,
Still I bleed,
Still I scream your name till they bury me deep!

[Outro]
And when the dirt hits my face someday,
I’ll find you when the dark gives way...
Still I breathe—
But barely holding on.

TECHNIUM (feat. The Plot In You)

Fit For A King