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...a cold static eulogy
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Metal
...a cold static eulogy est sorti le 21 avril 2023 par Nuclear Blast dans le cadre de l'album HissThroughRottenTeeth
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Date de sortie21 avril 2023
LabelNuclear Blast
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM100

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mélancolia
Mélancolia
Interprète
Alexander Hill
Alexander Hill
Voix principales
Joshua Taafe
Joshua Taafe
Guitare électrique
Declan White
Declan White
Guitare électrique
Brandon Jonathon Schecker
Brandon Jonathon Schecker
Batterie
Christian Joseph Pedersen
Christian Joseph Pedersen
Guitare basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alexander Hill
Alexander Hill
Paroles/Composition
Joshua Taafe
Joshua Taafe
Composition
Mason Page
Mason Page
Composition
Billy Morris
Billy Morris
Composition
Declan White
Declan White
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mélancolia
Mélancolia
Production
Declan White
Declan White
Production

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Bury me in misery
No soul to hear my eulogy
Bury me in misery
No soul to hear my eulogy
Swallow until you choke on all that's hollow
Into the grave you've buried shallow
Stuck in the dread that surely follows
In cycles born of death
Dress me in black
And place a rose upon my chest
Dress me in black
A crown of thorns upon my head
Dress me in black
And place a rose upon my chest
Dress me in black
A crown of thorns upon my head
Hacking at the tendons until the blade breaks on bone
I would swallow razors and smile through bleeding gums
Fill my lungs with nausea and pray my breath makes me choke
I can feel it tighten, suspended, I swing from rope
I wish the earth to be my open casket
No soul to weep in pain
A sour final resting place
As is born, so is slain
We will mark a grave
A rotten garden pushing daisies
A thirst I cannot satiate
The crypt, it makes me salivate
For eyes roll back into a head
A eulogy now left unread
Before these wounds begin to scab
I'll rub these gapes in salt and glass
Just to remember what it's like
To feel a moment spent at rest
I can almost taste the flooding of formaldehyde
Formaldehyde
This spineless vessel never felt alive
Formaldehyde
Fuck
Hacking at the tendons until the blade breaks on bone
I would swallow razors and smile through bleeding gums
Fill my lungs with nausea and pray my breath makes me choke
I can feel it tighten suspended, I swing from rope
Swallow until you choke on all that's hollow
Into the grave you've dug that's shallow
Stuck in the dread that surely follows
In cycles born of death
Dress me in black
And place a rose upon my chest
Dress me in black
A crown of thorns upon my head
Dress me in black
And place a rose upon my chest
Dress me in black
A crown of thorns upon my head
I wish the earth to be my open casket
No soul to weep in pain
A sour final resting place
As is born so is slain
We will mark a grave
A rotten garden pushing daisies
I wish the earth to be my open casket
No soul to weep in pain
A sour final resting place
As is born so is slain
We will mark a grave
A rotten garden pushing daisies
Written by: Alexander Hill, Billy Morris, Declan White, Joshua Taafe, Mason Page
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