This was song was originally written as a song for our old project "Kassandra" which featured a much more electronic approach.

The swells surge and strike in the blink of an eye. 		Lost at sea, swallowed by the storm. 		Astronomical guides have fled from sight. 		I pray, I hope, to keep afloat.

One of two places on the album to feature 808s, can you find the other?

You've Always Been Wonderful
	
		(X)
		
		It's graverot, green gangrene, much like a disease. * Does it still count as a rhyme if the words are spelled differently? *
		This is unwellness.
		I never left the cemetery I led her to leave me in.
		She'll never visit.
		And that haunts me.
		Wellness whispers
		
		And sorrow screams.
		I wanna see you every day: today, tomorrow, next month and next year.
		Always.
		
		I wanna be part of your everyday.
		This moment, and all the rest.
		I was almost Romeo.
		
		I still want to melt into you, to tell you what it's been like.
		I hoped, I prayed, even did tarot.
		What else 
		
		Could I do?
		You linger in me still.
		I let us both down.
		I can't say that, though. 
		The time is past.
		
		It's been so long yet I'm still stuck in the past.
		The you I remember is just a folktale.
		How could I ever have said that to a stranger?
		How could I tell a stranger I loved her?
		I spoke to her.
		
		Yes, I spoke to her, and I still cannot believe it.
		Can you believe it?
		Fourteen long months, twenty miles apart, but an ocean away.
		I confessed my love for her, and I doubt I'll ever see her again.
		I'll never see her again.
		To be honest, I was hoping for a miracle, but no, this was my greatest defeat.
		There's a million things.
		
		There are still a million things I want to say to you, and I'll only get to say that - once -
		
		One thing once.
		It seems I'll have to carry the rest, involuntarily.
		For my ears only.
		
		You told me this would all be better in a few months.
		Who knew I'd be here sixteen months later, writing the eighth song devoted to the absence I feel of you?
		It's laughable.
		
		A cosmic joke. 
		Ha.
		Ha.
		Ha.
		
		* cheeky tasty lead *
		
		Oh darling, you are my 1408. * with John Cusack *
		This shit's like Return Of The Living Dead. * you know, the one where the dead are basically undying? *
		In the afterlife I'll ask you 
		
		In our next lives to do it.
		For real, for life.
		For now I'm resigned to merely wish you the best.
		And I fucking 
		
		Wish for that.
		You're the Universe's greatest work of art.
		I see the light in you, my eyes have undilated. * Too little, too late. *
		You've always been wonderful.
		
		You've always been wonderful.
		Farewell.
		
		-- love. --

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An Improper Sendoff 
	
		(VIII)
		
		* mouthwashing beforehand for a clean vocal take *
		
		A traitor at heart.
		A traitor at first.
		Traitors must hold fast tied to the mast.
		Slash the lashings, salvage the vessel, lest your anchor pull you under.
		
		All we need is all we can carry.
		Burdens too great will sink the ship.
		Dead weight will drown you before you reach any shore.
		Can you bear to cast your precious feelings overboard?
		I still miss you.
		
		You set me adrift at sea. 
		You're gonna let the ocean bury me.
		I still miss you.
		You're at the edge of the earth.
		You've shown me salt and gray is all I'll ever be worth.
		
		What would you say to me if one day I make it back alive?
		
		The swells surge and strike in the blink of an eye.
		Lost at sea, swallowed by the storm.
		Astronomical guides have fled from sight.
		I pray, I hope, to keep afloat.		
		You left a wound in me, a specter, a cursed souvenir.
		I've measured months of mourning in the shades of gangrene rotting my facade. * Not just green. *
		
		Sometimes all I can manage to do is sit here and stare into space. * At my empty white walls. *
		Thinking the same thoughts over and over and over. . .
		Praying for sleep, and the relief it may bring.
		I'm disconnected from my own emotions until they flash flood, and pull me under.
		You probably don't even think of me, and I'm a fool for letting your ghost wreak havoc in my mind.
		Over.
		And over.
		And over.
		
		I know what I have, but I cannot think past what I don't.
		
		Can you hear me an ocean away?
		I hate to say, it's only right that I be swept away.
		
		Don't you ever leave the lighthouse on for me.
		Leave me, I know you won't have any trouble with that.
		I will carry these waters with me and gaze fondly.
		While I can't help but reminisce, I recognize I need new shores to miss.
		
		You left a wound in me.
		I find myself sinking over and over.
		You're a ghost forever.
		You probably don't even think of me.
		Don't you ever leave the lighthouse on for me.
		I still miss you so dearly.
		
		I still miss you so dearly.
		I'm still drowning in my memories.
		And you - I still miss you - you're still an ocean away.
		You're a ghost, and it's going to have to be okay.
		Forever.
		
		I still miss you.
		I still miss you so dearly.
		I would sail the seven seas if it'd bring you back to me.
		
		Spill my heart, breathe in the sea.
		I did it to you, do it to me.
		There's sorrow but not animosity.
		I wish you well and better memories.
		Hear the waves, come drown with me.
		I sent myself off erroneously.
		Always sorrow; never animosity.
		I wish you well and better memories.
		
		* post-tracking cleaning *
		
		-- sincerely --

Kassiopeia - The Redacted Plutonian Packet - An Improper Sendoff

Melodic hardcore urgency meets emotional post-hardcore chaos and atmospheric metalcore. Heavy, expressive, and cathartic.

FFO: State Faults, Comeback Kid, Turnstile, Loathe, Spiritbox, The Contortionist, Refused, AFI, The Black Dahlia Murder, Portrayal of Guilt, Chat Pile.

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