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Crowning - Shangri-la
01:07
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2. |
Crowning - Avalon
01:46
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3. |
Crowning - Elysium
01:56
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4. |
Crowning - Quivera
04:08
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5. |
Naedr - Lacrimosa
03:42
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We’re all just corpses waiting to decay- searching for meaning is suicide.
Can we do anything? How can we do anything? Existence is fleeting, a glimpse about the nothing. Are we all just metaphors; personifying thoughts, hapless whispers breathed into the wind?
Are we all no more than the universe becoming itself- the “what once was” of other stars? Why live, when we could all just be illusions; personifying abstract thoughts? Sleep is an illusion, a mere distraction, from entropy’s unrelenting decay- but I make it through, every night,
And I know I’m alive.
I don’t know the answers, but I made it through the night, and I know I’m alive. Sleep is an illusion, a needless distraction, from entropy’s decay.
The anxiety of the ticking clock, beating away, second after second, counting down our painless release.
We’re all just corpses waiting to decay.
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6. |
Naedr - Eclipse
01:40
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What is the mind? A powerful machine, capable of tilling the soil of dark desires and fear? The homogeneity of experience- what we learn, imprinted into the fabric of our minds,
And then death, to once again be whole with the universe?
All born into this world with the perpetual fear of our expiration date. Forgetting that there is no order, only in chaos- and that perception is our only reality.
Which way? Fading. Splinter... Down.
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Naedr - Ascension
01:43
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This numbness, building with the passage of time,
And we simply sat and watched, with no intent, neither action nor pain,
Till we were husks. Too sick to know the difference.
But what if all we love was brought to the fore?
Sometimes, the well runs dry. And we simply sit, and reason, but the questions are hard, and we have no answers, and much less to give.
We’re waste to the wind, just busy with our heads in the sand.
All the things we’ve left behind, as we dissolve into memory. And as memories fade, sentiments remain. We can wait, and pray, but we cannot lift a finger, and we carry our tired bones back to the soil we tilled.
The past is a tapestry; laid out plain and bare, in which we see the deepest reflections of ourselves. But we listen, with eyes closed, to what lies ahead, so we cling onto the threads, hoping things will mend themselves someday.
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Naedr Singapore
Naedr (pronounced "nadir") is a screamo band based in Singapore- we aim to write honest, heavy, uplifting music.
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