Death Church

Vampire State Building

I, I believed memory might
Mirror no reflections on me
I, I believed that in forgetting
I might set myself free

But I woke up this morning
With a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked

I, I bled
Iried to hide the heart from the head
And I, I said I bled
In the arms of a girl I'd barely met

And I woke up this morning
With the present in splinters on the ground
And then I drowned

And if I can't see
It's for want of you
You said "I see"
If there's nothing here then its probably mine
Well, my, my turn to see
If there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine

But I woke up this morning
With a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked
I, I guess I've learned
The taste of days that will always burn
I, I guess I've learned
If its in the corner of my eye I can't always turn

'Cause I woke up this morning
With the present in splinters on the ground
And then I drowned

And if I don't see
It's for want of you, you

Rites Of Spring - For Want Of

Demo CDr

Into Twilight

Freedoom

Last Leg of the Human Table

The Pilot

Text:
Verse 1
Steel boots on the ground, we rise again,
From the ashes, from the pain.
They said “stay quiet, follow the plan,”
But we’re the noise you can’t contain.

Pre-Chorus
No crown, no chain,
No master’s name —
We walk through fire,
We don’t feel the same.

Chorus
We are the echo — loud and free,
Rolling thunder from the street.
Can’t shut us up, can’t make us bow,
We are the echo — hear us now!

(solo)

Verse 2
Neon lights and broken dreams,
Same old lies on TV screens.
But in the crowd a spark still burns,
Every beat a world that turns.

Pre-Chorus
No crown, no chain,
No master’s name —
We walk through fire,
We don’t feel the same.

Chorus
We are the echo — loud and free,
Rolling thunder from the street.
Can’t shut us up, can’t make us bow,
We are the echo — hear us now!

Bridge (Shouts)
Hey! (We are the echo!)
Oh! (We are the sound!)
Hey! (No kings forever!)
Oh! (We stand our ground!)

(solo)

Final Chorus
We are the echo — loud and free,
Voices rising endlessly.
You can’t erase what truth allows,
We are the echo — hear us now!

Outro
One riff left in the dark,
One spark — lights a mark.
We are the echo...
We are... the start.

Rites Of Spring - For Want Of

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