Currents - Vengeance 

Vengeance by Currents
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Visualizer by Chris Klumpp
Recorded At: Chris Wiseman Recordings & The Brick Hithouse (Beacon, NY & Barnstable, Massachusetts)
Produced by: Chris Wiseman & Ryan Leitru
Drum Engineering by Shane Frisby and edited by Peter Rutcho
Mixed by: Jeff Dunne
Mastered by: Jeff Dunne
Force this revolution,
Dark marks behind our masks.
Senseless execution,
No mistakes and no forgiveness.
Forced
To be petrified and aimless.
Dissolution’s revolution.
We’ve succumbed to a violent shaking,
We’ve become our breaking.
I never wanted to be a victim,
I thought I could rise above.
No one prepares you for the answers, they make you but tear you apart.
If there’s no way out, can we still break through?
Recover from confinement?
Could we we still be numb
To the only truth
That lies beyond us?
Will we get stabbed in the back
For what we chose
When we were powerless?
Buried in the sand,
A shallow monument
To our existence.
You were the home that I could love;
I stood silent before your grace.
No longer vying for connection,
We’ve become a tragedy.
Cause every time we’re close to God,
You pray for madness.
And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden.
Let the venom out, end the suffering.
Is it ever enough?
No it’s never enough.
Executioner, judge and jury.
Dying to find the hearts that bleed,
Wasting our forgiveness.
Hanging down
Over us,
Our confinement
Coming in waves.
Wolves at the throne,
Taking what we’ve denied them.
Judgment will be known.
If there’s no way out can we still break through?
Recover from confinement?
Could we we still be numb
To the only truth
That lies beyond us?
Will get stabbed in the back
For what we chose
When we were powerless?
Buried in the sand,
A shallow monument
To our existence.
You were the home that I could love;
I stood silent before your grace.
No longer vying for connection,
We’ve become a tragedy.
Cause every time we’re close to God,
You pray for madness.
And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden.
Let the venom out, end the suffering.
Is it ever enough?
No it’s never enough.
Executioner, judge and jury.
Dying to find the hearts that bleed,
No mistakes and no forgiveness.