The mark
The order
The wretched ones
No purpose here
But to falter
So many times
We led ourselves astray
Our word so strong, has dissolved
Once a watcher
Now a bastard devoid of time
Of patience, of love, of innocence
I wear this dead mass around my neck
To recall a path, I spat at
As blackest night unfolds
Their whispers on the wind
The voices of the dead
Call on
For days I relive the fall
Cursed to walk shattered paths
A rat’s heart
You can’t comprehend
The loathing, the doubt
The withdrawal
The water runs
seeps through the wound
A deathly cry, alive in the woods
I walked on dazed, regardless
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credits
from Hell Comes Home Volume 1 Box Set,
released December 1, 2012
Rites are Kieran, Nicola, Bryan and Rory
Song written by Rites.
Recorded and mastered by James Eager at The Hive Studios, Kilcoole, Wicklow.
I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250
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