s​/​t

by Red Water

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released July 15, 2015

andrius - voice
gabrielius - bass
gintas - guitar
linas - guitar
žygis - drums

drums recorded by kipras (brtq) @ XI20
mixed and mastered by tomas (ve)
artwork by žygis

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Track Name: fall apart
Fingers becoming stumps, from all the cuts
From picking up the pieces, every piece cuts deeper
These shells have long been outgrown,
Instead of slipping out we break our bones.

No matter how much I mend,
I start to fall apart,
Through these cracks a soul is trying to get out.
Track Name: to never change
After another eclipse of the mind,

I open my eyes, to be sickened by the sight,

Why am I still here?

I feel the wound, it’s all closed up,

I pull the stich, can’t bear the itch.

I twist the knife, pour some blood,

I feel alive while I bleed.

I won’t let it heal.

A small price to pay, a healthy dose of pain,

To keep your mind off the guilt of forgetting.

The promise made, to never freeze in place,

Becomes buried under those, to never fucking change.
Track Name: nebučiuosiu švenčiausios mergelės
Nebučiuosiu švenčiausios mergelės kojų,
Nesikelsiu iš numirusių trečią dieną,
Ar dar kurią kitą, kažko teisti.
Aš šiandien daužysiu krumpliais sienas,
Žiūrėsiu į trūkusius kapiliarus,
Į pasaulio žemėlapį, mano pasaulį,
Neteisingai gražų.

Ir laimingai nelaimingą mylėsiu,
Tave, mano broli, verkiantis už stiklo.
Pabučiuočiau tave, o broli, pabučiuočiau,
Bet vyrams nepadoru seilėtis.

O broli, būk mano sesuo,
O sese, padainuok dainą,
Apie rytojų, kuris išauš,
Tiesiai man į širdį.

[pagal Ciniko eilių rinkinį „Tai ne menas ir ne literatūra! Mes tik spjaudom ant šaligatvio!“]
Track Name: nothing to say
Bored of everyone, bored of everything,
Oversaturated and sedated no one ever fucking thinks.
We don’t have to say a thing, or we don’t have anything to say.
Jaded, complacent, hollow and stagnant, hide behind irony and word play.
And nothing changes, we continue to dance,
To the eerie soundtrack of ignorance.
Track Name: bury in flames
Rotting minds, decaying beliefs
Forked tongues, venom they spit

Could we not speak
I swear your breath reeks
Of long forgotten graves
Forgotten they should have remained

You’re the one, that’s perverse,
Trying to monopolize love,
Rubbing it in everyone’s face,
Spreading bigotry and hate

As long as there are burning hearts,
There’s enough fire to bury you in flames.