Old Blood

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released January 27, 2012

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We're The Author from Mesa, Arizona. We formed in Feb. 2009 and play aggressive, honest music. Nothing more, nothing less.

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Track Name: Snakeskin
I've come to blows with everything I would stay for

All of the tension inside my bones, I'm ready to let it go

I speak too sober for my generation to hear a word I say

How do I cope with what they're working towards?

Spending hours soaked in bile from their own decay

How do I grow when all their are laced with gold?

I've come to blows with hopelessly waiting here for

All of the anger inside my gut to finally take control

Turning me over

Daunting, it makes its way towards

All of the virtue inside my heart

Forcing me to let it go

No!

I speak to sober for my generation to hear a word I say

But I won't roll over

I'll tear away at the skin until their paths are frayed

Creating new ways to shake the diffidence from my tongue

Creating new paths for me to disseminate the rest of my blood

Enough is enough

I'll stand here and salvage what's left

I'll carry the stones and wayward bones to try and build my life anew,

But I'll never find my heart among the chaff leftover from my past

Such a daunting realization cast in so few words

Too few to keep them running through my mind

The wires won't align and permanence won't be assigned to any of my thoughts

They are fleeting with my eyes towards home
Track Name: Stargazer
At the birth of my sonic creed I said, "My sentence is almost done."

I hold an open arm to the cavalry

Run me through and see my blood churn

A gavel formed in chivalry

As my skull crashes to the earth

Fractures will arbitrate

To free myself from your wicked ways

Chewing the flesh off my bones

Splintered teeth and a rotting tongue

Pull me into the clime

I'll never know how the weak became so arrogant

Now the saints curse for the hell of it

I feel so low while virtue is collecting dust on a shelf where character starts to rust away

All we agree on is decaying lines of old poetry and hope.

Hope? I've held that in prose,

But the wolves came down and tore the words from my throat

To keep the message from the shore

When death came down to look at me I said, "My sentence has just begun."

So I took his cloak to patch my wounds

And left that bastard on his own

I'll never know how the weak became so arrogant

Now the saints curse for the hell of it

I feel so low while virtue is collecting dust on a shelf where character starts to rust away

I can't learn about my own design without giving up a part of my life that I came to love
Track Name: The Timekeeper's Dilemma
I hum to keep my mind straight

But my arms beat like vultures wings in excitement for the kill

I sing to stay alive, but I thrive

When my heart is out of pace, I'm out of control, and my skin is at war with my god damn bones

I despise

All of the rings left under my eyes

I despise

The violent ways with which they waste my life

Time slows

Whenever I let her go

That's why I chose

To pass time away on my own

I said it

But you meant it

Now you're undressed, cold, and alone

You're my tower

Built from bones

Signify all of my wrongs

Because time like love is a tide

I've caught it in stride

And now it's carrying me out to sea

Where both mean nothing to me

I feel the hours pass

As sand falls from my bones

The wind completes its task

And wears me away

I've tried, but this blood letting is wearing me thing

So I willingly give in to nature's sway

No forward motion

The dead in my hands, the dead in my lungs and I grieve

For the ideas of a generation censored by themselves
Track Name: John W. Lake
oh my brother
where were you
when white washed walls
pulled my eyes from my skull
crushed them, put them back
into their holes and stole my pulse

[what a shameful seed you seem to see]
when there is no light to refract and no blood in your arteries

I watched you like a vulture
betrayer, devouring her souls
wonting, waning, wishing
that I was blind aside from the gall
in the back of my mind

oh my heavenly father
is all I keep hearing you say but
you forgot about your daughter
and the makeshift clay she became

[such a shameful seed you seem to see]
when there is no light to refract and no blood in your arteries

all I see are
{Savages, savages}
barely even human
Savage
Track Name: Old Blood
We need to find a way to keep this old blood running

It's flowed too long to end this way

try to find a way to keep the skin from turning

Revealing more than man can take

It's too late to save us from the thought of our own deaths

It creeps in and ignores us

It takes hold of our loved ones and our elders and wont leave

We need to find a way to keep this old blood running

It's flowed to long to end this way

You don't have to lie

I've played it over in my head

It was my own design

I'm just trying to run away from the truth again

Tell me the moves I make

That they're not all in vain

Tell me the words I chose

Will not be lost on those I love

Because everything around me

Is more permanent than I

And everything we've learned won't

Help us stay alive

But I write so I can last in the faintest sense of the word

Where I am only the words that I chose to leave behind

But where is my direction?

Where is my decision?

And why can I never bring myself to listen

I'm just trying to run away from the truth again

Death you are the one who makes me understand

Love you are my only reason to avoid death's hand