Fire From The Deep

by Lung Fiber

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1.
Swollen bones and grinding teeth Infestation, we can't see Cutting down the family tree Mourning, Mornings laced with grief Judging off of our advances I can see we've lost our chances "I am doomed" This planet cries Art is dead, I am alive. We're all Living In The End
2.
My head is crust Dig into me like shovels Pull me apart like the earth This Pain's a must Manipulate me with your strings Dance me around like a puppet This is what I am. This is what I've done I am Strangled by my youth Beaten, Burned, Subdued
3.
Fear Eternal 01:13
October Dark Feather October Remember Laying on the driveway Broken, and Bruised I feel cold air On my open wounds Pick myself up, pull myself together Arrange my skeleton, turn me something better I hear footsteps I run and hide I hear glass break I cover my eyes Stay, away Sit, with me Think, with me Listen to my plea
4.
I'll dry up, in the riverbed Relive that night, it never ends I feel blood, leaking from my head Took away the bowl, now the dog's dead Strangers Hangers Fathers Every night (x2) I'll sleep outside In the pouring rain I'll sleep outside Mold grows on my frame I am the doghouse
5.
I feel it, slipping inside Dirt upon my eyelids as my lips crack, dried The darkest casket money can buy A now greedy tomb for my barren mind I keep asking myself why But I have no answers in sight Just the black void of the night sky I lay my hands to fry on the heat of my own damn mind Snapped in two
6.
Preying, on the weak Predators, disguised as sheep Wings expand, families weep Claws embedded, souls deceased Starving vulture, fresh meat Broken necks, snapping beak Delusion leads to a house half built Lack of remorse, lack of guilt Infection spreads to self-inflicted wounds A plaque of insanity, my body is consumed World deemed unfit, morbid lullaby Forced ultimatum, plead to the sky Mother weeps, daughter's fate etched "Why is it my child must die?" Destined To be Deceased Judge, jury, whatever you please No vaccine can cure this disease

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released June 15, 2016

Tracked, Mixed, and Mastered by James Lewis of Forerunner Recordings.
Tampa, FL

Artwork by Richard Le, GOODNIGHTMARE Apparel

Vocals: Matthew Amador
Guitars: Nicolas Zayas
Bass: James Lewis
Drums: Chris Pinero

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The Sound Of Bones Breaking

Tampa, FL

Matthew-Vocals
Nicolas-Guitar
Niko-Drums
Gabrielle-Bass

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