Haunt Lachrymose Official Stream

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Haunt's debut single 'Lachrymose' off their upcoming full length 'The New Gospel' • (2014) • Melodic/Post Hardcore from Baltimore, Maryland • • MxHC Music Promotions: • / mxhcpromo • Haunt: • / hauntsound • http://hauntsound.bandcamp.com/ • [email protected] • • LYRICS: • Irate. Violent fold. Self sacrifice, but it holds. Committed to recovery. I held in the cry. The senses grind. Hibernation or a fix in droves. Gauze removed, marooned. So you wait in the hole. And after fortune fades, what's left to show? Scar tissue, twelve letters, and seizure prose. Four walls, melatonin, and our nostalgia tomes. Numbers like new religion. Punished sex. Bottled love. Bloodletting. The savage lust. The howl increased. Traditional crutch. Stability as a ruse. I never see anything but you. Does it sting like it used too? A cleaner cut, cloaked in loam. No different from the coral cover. Miscarried. A myth. The body at home. I just wanted to be happy. But I am an island. The actor decayed. Vexed. Without name. Hideous features. Your pariah to blame. Invisible bandages to stop the bleeding. Amnesiac. Evergreen. Territorial angst. An immeasurable seam. Stomach revealed to be as empty as me. Another hoax to keep the incision clean. You're starving yourself. Is the hunger deep? I'd do anything for my miracle vaccine. • (Selfish euphoria) • Wishful thinking in the backyard. Dead weight, wading in the water. Imagined that we had a daughter, and I loved her just as much as I love you. Ritual mutilation doesn't bring the feeling back. And as she melts in hues of yellow, I'm still shackled to the black. I carved her name into my skin. A glimpse of peace through crystal visions. I swear it never leaves, but am I more than just a prison? A driftwood beggar. The homeless daze. Circle and return. My gossamer phase. Bore witness to heathenism. Thaw. The promise of hesitation. Beg at the feet of the one you love the most. It will never be enough. • -- • Does it sting like it used too? A cleaner cut, cloaked in loam. No different from the coral cover. Miscarried. A myth. The body at home. I just wanted to be happy. Come quickly cold dagger. Song turned to hum. Knew it wouldn't make the difference. All your skin. Loveless image. Rolling blackout. The vermilion lung.

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