A cover of Trent Reznor's 'Hurt', to celebrate the 27th anniversary of The Downward Spiral.

Hurt

A single from our project, 'Strange City'.
All vocals performed and recorded by Don Levasseur,
all instruments performed and recorded by Ryan Morren.

We kings of our weathered shrines.
Houses like holes.
We can't keep overflowing.

Rough hands are running down the rope again,
this place just feels so haunted. 
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.
Most days you know,
I just like to watch it burn.

Is there any hope for this place,
for failed designs?
We all got left behind.
Is there any space left this time?
Are we all slaves by design?

Falling through the cracks,
in the concrete.
We're dissolving with the urns.
I tried try to turn the engine again,
but the engine doesn't turn.

Crystals falling from the sky,
turn us all into seas of fire.
I want to waste with the earth.
Bury us beneath the dirt,
bury us all alive. 

Running down the road again,
this place just feels so haunted.
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.

Rough hands are running down the rope again,
this place just feels so haunted.
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.
Most days you know,
I just like to watch it burn.

Slaves

Make waves with another motionless hour,
treading water, left broken and sour. 
Holding on to something that you never thought you’d have. 

And to me, 
forever
you’ll be 
a burnout. 
Fade. 

Make way for another misstep,
for another fallen voice inside your head. 
Make waves with another motionless hour. 
Treading water until the feeling is dead. 

Things won’t ever change. 

Make way for another misstep,
for another fallen voice inside your head. 
Make waves with another motionless hour. 
Treading water until the feeling is dead

Holding on to something that you never thought you’d have. 

And to me, 
forever
you’ll be 
a burnout. 
Fade. 

To me, 
forever 
you’ll be a burnout. 

Fade.

Burnout

Lyrics by Tim Robinson :)

The bones are the skeleton's money.
In our world, bones = dollars.

The worms are coming out tonight,
to get their bones from you.
The skeletons will pull your hair,
up, but not out.

All they ever wanted was another chance at life,
they've never seen so much food as this.
Underground there's half as much food as this.

The bones are their money.
The worms are their dollars.
It was the night that the skeletons came to life.

The bones are their money,
so are the worms.
They'll pull your hair up - but not out,
to turn into a man, and have another chance at life.

If they pull it out,
they turn to bones.

The bones are their money,
so are the worms.
They'll pull your hair up, but not out,
to turn into a man.

Worm Dollars

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Anomaly

In the depths of the forsaken night,
Where shadows twist and writhe in fright,
A chilling whisper calls my name.
From the abyss, I rose in flame.

Cursed winds blow through the haunted trees,
Echoes of sorrow in the midnight breeze.
Underneath the blood-red moon’s embrace,
I hunt the souls, devoid of grace.

From ancient crypts where phantoms dwell,
To the inferno’s gates of hell.
A legion of the damned arise,
To feast upon the midnight skies.

Eclipse of shadows, darkness reigns,
Embrace the terror, break the chains.
Through the void, the nightmares crawl,
In this nocturnal void, we fall.

As dawn breaks, the shadows flee,
But in the darkness, my soul’s set free.

Eclipse of shadows, darkness reigns,
Embrace the terror, break the chains.
Through the void, the nightmares crawl,
In this nocturnal void, we fall.

Eclipse of Shadows

I don't know if you’ll ever let me down.
I want to scream,
if the static wouldn’t drown me out. 
Let me dream, 
without your voice impairing me. 
(If I can’t see you, you can’t see me)
I don't believe, 
what you would have me believe 
(but I’m afraid of everything).

Drown in your thoughts,
Before you’re in too deep. 
Before the ball drops,
Sit back and grit your teeth. 
We’re all along for the ride,
I know that’s hard to believe. 
Life in the fast lane,
With the crashes on repeat. 

I don’t know if I should even fight the fear.
And I don’t think, 
that even you believe the words you hear. 
(but what you say is what you say)
Fight the pain,
The way it breaks you is so soothing.
It’s make believe;
That this would come so easily. 

Drown in your thoughts,
Before you’re in too deep. 
Before the ball drops,
Sit back and grit your teeth. 
We’re all along for the ride,
I know that’s hard to believe. 
Life in the fast lane,
With the crashes on repeat. 

Only you can save me from myself.

What You Say (is what you say)

Pray to your god with your arms crossed,
Let's see how fucking far that gets you.

All these lost souls here for the taking.
These dying days don't care what you make them. 
Digging deeper inside, 
yet we're falling further, 
and we're coming apart.

Ignore the silent whispers;
running on the spot, 
yeah we're here to linger.
Just another lost soul in these dying days.
Get it through your head,
we're here to stay.

Just get that through your fucking head.

ryanmorren

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