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PERFORMING ARTISTS
CeaseTone
CeaseTone
Performer
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Synthesizer
Sólveig Vaka Eyþórsdóttir
Sólveig Vaka Eyþórsdóttir
Violin
Margrét Soffía Einarsdóttir
Margrét Soffía Einarsdóttir
Violin
Karl Pestka
Karl Pestka
Viola
Þórdís Gerður Jónsdóttir
Þórdís Gerður Jónsdóttir
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Hafsteinn Þráinsson
Mixing Engineer
Hafþór Karlsson
Hafþór Karlsson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Roaming by the sea So ever calm to me When moments seem to fly so far away The burning memories And the search for quiet dreams For days We're such deformed machines No sense in our wirings Emotions running wild with our mistakes Whatever we may break Its the fire of our hate And it's calling, It's calling again The flood is on the beach Boil the water, the water Crashing in my dreams and darkest corners The crawl is never over As years begin to fade To future of our days A frightened little mind looks on its shade Though distant from the past The pain will always last And its calling, its calling again The fire's on the street Just ignore it, ignore it But can't escape the heat Blazing from it The war is never Over in your head You're still wanted, you're hunted You're haunted (Flood is over, the flood is over) Now everything is clear Enlightened by your fear And shadows are the signs of my disgrace So turn your back on me You wanted to be free From falling, you're falling again (I'm holding out to be your friend) It's storming over me Burn the forest, the forest Crumbling from the sea Calling for everything we meant to Be until the end So learn how to pretend.
Writer(s): Hafsteinn Thrainsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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