About "We Are The Dead" album:
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"We Are The Dead" by Antagonist A.D, which was released in 2008 and consists of 10 songs.
Living with the feeling that you are never good enough,
Haunted by your mistakes,
No substance can erase that bitter taste (although we try)
Never feeling, that what you have is enough.
Stuck in the heart of this parasite,
As it pushes the sides out to die.
Concrete falls apart & cultures are left to rot on the outside.
Always wanting something more, always asking why,
The powers that be are trying to create a one world homogenized society.
The constant removal of variety in other cultures & people.
While plastics kept our beauty to your last breath.
No science could keep your heart from embracing death.
You died an angel, on top of the highest mountain.
You stole the love of thousands
And your death only glorifies the pain
Of living in a star glazed world.
You took that last breath as we watched,
Hoping for the world,
To collapse with your lungs
And so after all these years kept alive
Soaked in blood, bound by hair & skin.
I won't carry this flag.
Murder and torture, aren't virtues I can hold
And apathy is a disease that will never consume me.
I sleep with my eyes open, waiting for the tides to change.
To bring you to your knees, if only for one day.
To see the suffering, you will taste... misery will have her revenge.
As the animals die, you stand fit to prosper
But when the cancerous tumors explode inside of you
And the soil beneath rots away,
I used to be a better man,
But these years have seen me fall.
I held the taste of glory and pride.
But that life has gone, sour in the sun.
Days are shorter, nights are too damn long.
Now the bitter taste of failure sits on my tongue,
Full of cliches, full of shit.
But I like the way the sky shines,
When you look it through open eyes.
I like the wya the city burns,
The Golden Years
So you stare in disgust at the face in the mirror
Bloodshot, your eyes are hazy
And the mist from the shower
Doesn't hide your neck sagging onto your bare chest
You look down but you can't see the floor,
Only thick white, flesh.
Liver spots texturise,
And you can feel it dying too.
Every drink, every step brings you closer to the sun.
The Twilight Years
I've watched the sunset on this western paradise.
I've seen the faded edges, witnessed the lights burn out.
Now the world is freezing, and it is fucking dark
The blood red tide is rising and there's no high ground.
Arms bound and legs shaking, we can't kick to save ourselves.
The faint flow of burning flags sends shivers down our spines,
This is what we fought for?
A desolate wasteland, raped and scorched.
The waters will rise, to wash away the filth,
But the blood they spill will never match their guilt.
This gun is resting against my head,
I'd sooner pull the trigger than hear your voice again,
I'd rather be dead.
You talk, you fucking scream right through me.
Nothing but fear and silence is all I hear.
It's all I hear, it's all I fucking hear.
One thousand cliches could never describe your ignorance.
You ain't fighting for difference,
You're just clinging to an old tradition,
That you don't even understand.
Twelve Twenty Two
As innocent life is born.
Behind locked foors and concrete walls.
It's injected with poisons.
Eyes melt, skin burns.
It cries and it bleeds.
Until finally, finally it breaks.
I can feel the misery,
I can feel the cold in your heart
No compassion, no love.
You're stunning, you're beautiful
We Are The Dead
A world built on fear and flesh.
With x's on eyes, we sit complacent.
These burning lights they blind our eyes.
Thirsts are quenched from our veins turned rivers.
I beg to question, what makes you different?
I beg to question, what you do for difference?
You are alive, open your eyes.
You are alive, open you eyes.
So who wants to be so pathetic
That they spend their final days
Wolves & Cowards
Tonight's the night, we come clean,
Truth is, I got nothing to say.
But you can't see your desperation anyway.
This is the point when the lights are meant to go
You and everything seems to hit?
But the lights just get brighter
And now the crowds start to form.
The words break and the silence hits.
Relentless, crushing, can't shake the disbelief.
It's hard to think I once called this place my home.
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