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No Ashes In Our Autumn Bloom

by Hangman

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1.
Prime Mover 01:50
Are we merely victims of these Ripples of the past I wonder? Circularity in motion, Never move towards our focus. Prime mover, unmoved If from each action thus a cause And from each cause another follows, The prime mover seals our fate And all our choices, gestures hollow. Prime mover, unmoved Our past binds our future, Forced into motion Neurons in my brain, they fire Muscles twitch, events transpire But is that will all an illusion– Just mechanically required? Prime mover, unmoved Is a door truly locked unless Somebody tries to gain access? Predetermined by the process Paradoxes all we possess. Prime mover, unmoved
2.
Emperor Moth 01:56
These wings a curse laid unto me by circumstance Bound to the silken thread of my own fate Contrive to break from the chrysalis which binds me A moths' wingbeat useless when the earth shakes Helpless but to go into the light When everything I love destroys me. I am compelled
3.
Hours 03:07
I fell, asleep, on a bed of fingernails And now it comes to pass that your fading presence Is felt only in the gaps in my recollection No longer for the Gordian knot of this mortal coil Time does not heal Time doesn’t heal Still I am haunted by the spirit that escaped The glass when I thought I could still smell the ocean And find your counsel at the bottom of empty bottles I’ll try and fill the nothingness with what I can Time does not heal Time doesn’t heal The hours a river That hide ours scars By eroding the bluffs That border the valleys. I still can’t sleep.
4.
Wesley 02:09
Stay away, Get away, Away from me. Fucking voices Between my eyelids Just leave me be. Cabin spinning Can't control it As they scream Nauseating Insects crawling In my bloodstream Hellride, On the bus Hellride On the fucking bus Yeah Just let me off Can't see straight From vertigo To die by your side Not a heavenly Way to go The world convulsing Wesley save me From this hell ride Out of time now We have reached the End of the line
5.
Boys don’t cry but men smoke and curse And drag carcasses back to their bedrooms To fill their closets with skeletons Maybe they’ll make our graves less lonely. Man, You’re not a man, You’re not a man, You’re not a real man Pangs of guilt immediately follow The stories that coalesce behind my teeth Courting fate to start a blaze, I’ll be the curse on your white lighter If a boy becomes a man The first time he drags Razor across his face Then you were the whetstone which sharpened the blade And the hand that held it to my neck I’ll be the curse on your white lighter
6.
WxCx 00:15
Habeyoueberhearbobabanbwobcobdagays?
7.
I’m sick of climbing these mountains to get high I’m sick of you holding me down to come up I’m at the end of my rope I can’t help But love it Your embrace Squeezing the breath from my lungs Forcing the words from my mouth Squeezing the breath from my lungs Drops of blood bloom in water like roses Could I still love you by any other name? Hold me down, I swear to god it hurts less When you take my breath away I still smell your hair on my fingertips I’ve tried so much to wash you off. I reminisce about an autumn day When the Jacaranda bloomed I hope the memories fade before me Before me Before me
8.
Job's Mask 02:25
An infinite number of them, Parallel paths All passing through a single point, Warped through space The geometry of our fates Twisted like The unseen nightmares of Euclid Unimaginable Every day brings me back Folding round This Möbius Fleet footed mercury ascendant Maps my path through the stars I've found my place in this wager Wearing Job's mask We never see our prisons, Paralysed, We can only peek through the bars A picture incomplete A warped world of hyperbolic geometry A philosophical zombie A hollow man
9.
Tomorrow at the strike of five You will surely die Upon the Chucky chair The world that isn't fair I see you walking with your hangman's hands Blood dripping from your hangman's hands Tomorrow at the strike of noon your death will come soon A man slave to the system A world that didn't listen
10.
Can you hear me ticking? Compelled to count grains of sand Falling through my hands I do not want this Wound into motion To count moments I can't keep A gyroscope falls when it stops I do not want this Was I assembled by a blind man? Limbs not my own Shackled to cogs Forced into motion As teeth interlock Mechanical heartbeat Clockwork man Repeating the cycle again and again
11.
(Surrounded by embers like scattered petals Breathing smoke to avoid the blaze The seeds that germinate in the fire There will be no ashes in our autumn bloom)
12.
This is the path So far from home Caution to the fires watch them burn No ashes of hope For our heroes This is ground zero

credits

released June 21, 2016

Hangman was:
Karl John – Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Percussion, Synthesisers, Samples
Adrian Suljanovic – Vocals, Guitars
Marcus Alvarez – Drums and Percussion

Guest Vocals on tracks 3, 10 and 12 by Johnny Guagliardo of Under Night’s Cover, and Luke Pooley of Frame 313

Voice on track 6 by Bradley Cummins, and track 11 by Jack Kavanagh

Engineered by Dean at Attack Recording Studios

Mixed by Dean and Hangman at Attack Recording Sudios

Mastered by Dylan at Attack Recording Studios

Artwork by Zouassi

Logo by Monica Renn

Layout by Karl John

Special Thanks To:
Dean, our patron saint and angel. Luke Pooley, Jerry Kahale, Bradley Cummins and Noisebleed Records, Jack Kavanagh, Johnny Guagliardo and Under Night’s Cover, Brayden Bagnall, Rohan & Yashar, Tom Scott, Matt Burn, Tommy GT, Paul Jones of SOG Guitars for making Karl’s Telecaster, Duncan Jones, Dane Colless, Zane Braams, Lucas Stevens, Louis Cottier, Connor Fenton, all our pals, and everyone else we’ve ever played with, has booked us, or caught a show.


All rights reserved – Hangman & Noisebleed Records, 2016

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