I came around, first steps I took I fell out from the clouds.
Then I found you and started feeling proud, you took my bone and made me talk out loud. 

Then came the rain, out came the serpent and you carved the way. 
We ate our fill, our welcome overstayed.
I'd follow you and always keep you safe. 

When god wasn't as angry at the world 
I wouldn't  fear the night
Or found the fire he hid inside the earth 
And keep you warm at night 
I never knew that loss would be my curse 
I had to learn to fight 
And it would all be worth the bridge we burned  


We split in twain, forever looking for the home we made. 
Inside a broken world we'd build again and again. 
Were only children breaking promises. 

We're always blamed, where we're you when they carried out the wave? 
Where were you when the birds made fire rain? 
Where were you when our mothers left early? 

If god wasn't as angry at the world 
I would've fought and died 
And never questioned why I'd fallen first 
Because I knew what's right 
But everybody's wrong 
And we're still cursed 
At least we love the night 
We'll paint the walls with blood 
And water dirt. 

They're  coming after us
The Skies are full of dust 
We found it hard to be familiar. 
And though we break our lungs well sing 
As swans at dawn 
Well hold our hands and break the ceiling . 

I think he's only angry at the earth 
I tell my daughters eyes 
Just hold your mother It'll barely hurt 
I feel my daughter rise 
It's only fire and I am only dirt 
I tell myself and I 
 begin to ask why she deserves to burn?

We aren't just embers in the dark
We fought with feeling and we never lost our spark 
You found it easier 
I find it hard 
To tear down what you love and call it just a start.

Paradise Lost Demo

Dreamcatchers Demo

Born of a cage with a thorn in my side 
Walking a maze, bleed for my lies. 

We took to fight, to find cold in the night 
to find truth in ourselves and build heaven from fire. 

Me and my friends we move gears in a clock 
Feed as dogs in the rain, and kill demons with salt. 

And wise men say if were good well die young 
If were smart we wont stay, and give back what we lost.

Somewhere far there’s the life that you let go, 
There’s a garden that can’t grow, there’s a god that don’t care.

Find your hell.
 And you burn till you get through and you smile through the pain. 

Make yourself. 
Out of clay, out of old news, spit your blood in the sand. 

Hit life back, your hourglass holds minutes and each grain pounds your head.

Bloody Elephants!