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Falling On Deaf Ears

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This track hit like a revelation in the dark. It terrified me, broke me, and then left me shaking with awe. The raw power, the venom, the beauty Cindered Heart delivers something so fierce and intimate it feels alive. A masterpiece born in fire and shadow. 

Lyrics

You built walls
I brought siege engines
You lit candles
I lit the horizon
I’m not here to knock
I’m here to walk in

Give me your soul
Or I’ll tear it open

Threading through cracks in the fortress you cherish, I flourish in fissures your courage will perish
I’m mapping your pulse and your breath like a cleric, lose the doubt I'm more than generic
I whisper in dreams that you swear are your own, slip in the code till your mind’s overthrown
I sharpen my tongue that you hear when alone, then prick you with thorns made of sinew and bone

As every last will that you clutch starts to splinter, I enter like winter and anchor the shiver
Drip in your veins till the marrow’s a river, deliver the spark that ignites you forever
Your halo corrodes when I shadow your name, every prayer that you speak fans the edge of my flame
You’ll swear that we’re one when the hunger’s the same

I’m the wolf in the words that your conscience can’t tame

Take my hand
I’ll make you endless
Take the pain back
So it won’t be senseless
I’ll wear your rage
And carve you a crown
Burn your name
Before you bow down
Feed your thirst and I’ll make it real
This wound won’t close but it will heal
And as the line between us starts to fray
The more you push
The more I stay

You circle like smoke but I choke out the embers, I tether my soul to the truths I remember
I’ve walked through the rot of a thousand Decembers, I’ve severed the curse where the pain dissembles
You think you’re the tide and I’m dammed by flood, but I’ve bled in the dust and I rose from the mud
Every scar in my skin is a lock on the gate, every bone in my spine is the shape of your fate

So bury your whispers in stone without names, burn every seed that you thought you had claimed
The harder you press the more you fake when you carve out the dark and it still won’t fall away
You feast on the weak but I’ve sharpened my teeth, I’ve mined my own hell no redemptions to keep

If you want out you must bend on the wheel
I’m the war and the death that refuses to kneel

You don’t have to crawl you could soar past the dawn
All your battles could end if you’d just carried on
Every kingdom you crave I could lay at your feet
Every foe that you hate I could bring them to bleed

Now the marrow’s aflame and the pulse is a storm, every breath is a blade in this body reborn
Every wall that we built is a furnace and forge, every doubt is a corpse on the path that I'll gorge
I’m the god in the gutter the saint in the snare, the oath and the heresy braided in your hair
I’m the fist and the feather the curse and the prayer
Tearing on the fears of what may never care
Until then the voice in the dark that the dark starts to rear, I the step that you hear when there’s nobody near
The chain and the key the command and decree, the thing that you thought was your end now is me
From the blood to the bone to the breath to the beat, from the ruin to the skies to the ash at our feet

I the famine and feast
The seed and the breach
The one thing your gods cannot reach
The one thing your gods cannot reach

I am the eyes behind your sight
I am the teeth inside your bite
I am the hands beneath your skin
I am the voice that pulls you in

I can’t tell where this life ended or where it start
I can’t tell if I built or if I carved out this heart
But the fire in this chest feels colder now
And the crown on my head feels heavier somehow

No going back not for peace
Not for love not for release
Only forward
Into the deep

Where the devil and I
Will never sleep

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All instruments and vocals performed by Donovan Michael, except the meletron, by Scott Barwick
Recorded at Origami Lounge Studio March 2012 by Scott Barwick.
Mixed by Scott Barwick
Produced by Donovan Michael, Scott Barwick

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