1.Severance
Lyricist：Joel Birch, Troy Brady, Garth Peter Buchanan, Ahren Stringer,
Troels Thomasen
This silence just became more disconcerting
I'm more than worried
I try to steal glances through the smoke
But II find that I'm collapsing on the table amidst it all
Staring at the exit signs
Until my eyes bleed green and white
Feeling the warmth drain blood from within
Watching my face contort in the blood spill
The silence just became more disconcerting
And I'm more than worried
About the state of my severed hands
I guess that I'm falling out of touch
I feel the warmth drain from within
I'm still trying to steal stares with glances
Still dying to be so close to severance
Still dying to be so close to severance
2.Atlantic
Lyricist：Joel Birch, Troy Brady, Garth Peter Buchanan, Ahren Stringer,
Troels Thomasen
This is not who I am, I'm still hiding
I'm waiting in my own reflection
Hands shaking with anxiety
Heart beating out of time
Only I can hear my breath at night
This is not what I was hoping to become
This shell of a man
This dark exterior given to the stormy moods
And quiet, lonely tears
This is not what I was hoping to become
This shell of a man
My head was shaking when I saw you
This dark exterior
Only I can hear my breath at night
This is not what I was hoping to become
this shell of a man
This dark exterior given to the stormy moods
And quiet, lonely tears
Steal this night from me
Take it and make it your own
These are not the nights I wished for
These nights are cold and unrelenting
These nights are depressing
These nights bring knives
So as they can carve themselves into my memory
Leave me here alone, kill the breeze on your way out
And let me ferment in my own self pity
Let me ferment; let me ferment in my own self pity
These nights are not what I wish for
These nights are cold and unrelenting
These nights are depressing, these nights bring knives
These nights bring knives
Leave me here alone, leave me here alone
Kill the breeze on your way out
And let me ferment in my own self pity
3.Empires Laid To Waste
Lyricist：Joel Birch, Troy Brady, Garth Peter Buchanan, Ahren Stringer,
Troels Thomasen
I can't prolong the inevitable
The hidden empire inside our hearts
We build, we burnt
We laid to waste to every dream
And gave flight to this ending
It's so hard to turn around
Without even understanding the fall
To break our wings, to burn our dreams
Set fire to the way we were, forget everything
When every stone is turned looking for an escape
There's not too much left anyway
But I suppose there's only so far you can travel
With the stars in your eyes
Before you burn them out and lose sight
Before you break down
Before you break down and take it all in your stride
Life lost in the fall of an empire
4.Prometheus
Lyricist：Joel Birch, Troy Brady, Garth Buchanan, Ahren Stringer,
Troels Thomasen
Undeserving, this morning will take my arms
And wrap them twice around my body
And steal every tear from
Every tear from your eyes
Undeserving of your embrace
This morning will go down as one of the worst
In the cold comfort of my room
This night is young even though the stars
Have followed their paths across the night sky
This night has warmed my heart
This night is young, even though the stars
Have followed their paths across the night sky
This night has warmed my heart
And now as my lips are still burning from your touch,
I close my eyes in anticipation of the dreams
That are sure to follow your departure
This night and every other belong to you
They belong to you
I close my eyes
This morning will take my arms
And wrap them twice around my body
And steal every tear from my eyes
5.Cornerstone Of Misery
Lyricist：Joel Birch, Troy Brady, Garth Peter Buchanan, Ahren Stringer,
Troels Thomasen
Well, once again
We set sail towards the sky
From frozen cliffs with wings
Of lead and we find ourselves
We find ourselves once more
Back where we began
The cornerstone of misery
I am ready to breathe again
If I had a million last words
To tell you how you've made me feel
They could never be adequate
They could never hold true
I'm left dreaming of angels weaving
A symphony in blue skies
Wings unfurled and glowing
With the warmth of sunlight
These are the dreams you inspire
These are the fires you ignite
These words are the of the solitude
Which held fast for so long inside
This cold shell of a human being
Hands torn free from iron lungs
To let me breathe
Claws ripped from clenched fists
Help me caress the softest skin
Well once again
E set sail towards the sky
From frozen cliffs and wings
Of lead and we find ourselves
We find ourselves once more
Back where we began
The cornerstone of misery
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