I dream of days freed from sickness and pain and this darkened place that we call our home. My contribution to this freedom I'm in is the sin from which you've saved me.
I admit that I'm a terrible liar. It's just like honey dripping right off my lips when these words drift out from under my breath.
Chorus:
This world is too much with us. ooh. Consuming and spending we lay waste our powers. We've pledged our hearts to these rusting machines. Ooh. ooh.
Verse 2:
I am among the most desperate of thieves. I steal from the rich just to feed my own needs. I am not walking to a fiery grave 'cause the purest has come for this vagabond's place.
Bridge:
When we see the light at the end of the tunnel we'll look back at our graves holding our bodies below. And we'll see real live for the very first time. Yeah this world is too much with us. Ooh. Well this world is too much with us. Yeah...
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There is something haunting about the family having zero clue about WW2 in its entirety. I remember learning about them and wondering and I still wonder now how many are still in the wilderness, driven there by atrocities or not. Many find being alone to be fear inducing. But they left and isolated out of fear to begin with. This music is just the tip of the iceberg for how haunting and emotional the situation is. It does its job as well as possible, though. Amazing. jacensolodjo
supported by 24 fans who also own “The Philosopher's Dream”
Can't recall how I found this release but I'm glad I did. Take whatever mood you're in and by the time you finish listening to this if you aren't left in a reflective, calm and ultimately grateful state about life - seek medical help. Beautiful. DJ Osric
Throwing mathcore, emo, and ambient into the mix, Estonia's Kaschalot push progressive rock's multitasking approach to its limits. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021