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The Fragility of Circumstance

by Betray The Emissary

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MediZen Awesome album, awesome sound, awesome metal, awesome everything!! Keep doing music like this, guys! Favorite track: Lost Soul.
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1.
Regression 01:04
(Instrumental)
2.
Lighthouses 04:43
Worthless, stranded, drifting on these unlit seas Hopeful-branded, the value of a past miscarried So we failed our opening, uncommitted, temporizing The tide swept out while we slept And though this loss we grieve, time will not indulge our regrets Despite these currents, we mutiny A hollow fate we bear pursuing dreams beyond our reach Is it the strength of our convictions? Are we seized by fallacy? Is it the weight of our delusions insisting we're free? Although there's freedom in a life lived without direction, The more we stay this course the more we cast aside connection Of all these paths we commit to the depths Our shallow hearts will only covet remnants filtered of dissent We're only living the lives they least resist The suggestion of sacrifice and suddenly we can't commit Bitter, we protest the course of our lives But the choices demand that we let fate decide With so many lights to call our sails The more the wind grows, the more we fail No destination to reach, we’ll never see land again We’re all hopeless sailors In a sea of drowned men
3.
Revealer 04:13
You could recover with this respite, but you're living beyond your means These comforts won't lift your fallacy Live it up larger than your life, ‘till you're less than what's left This is so far beyond forgiveness, but you can't even see the price to convince yourself you're righteous A beginning that leaves you blind to the consequence Forgetting you're still a child in atrophy When will you wake up and see the answers aren't clearly defined? This world's not worth its weight in words There's no use, there's no reason There's no use being a man about it There's no use being a man You tried to swallow your pride, but you've bitten off more than you can chew and swallowed your dignity with it This will leave you with nothing but a white-knuckled prayer and clenched currency Looking back on your life, how will you redeem yourself in the eyes of your maker? This world won’t give you what you're owed This world's not worth its weight in words There's no use being a man
4.
Frailties 04:18
The memories we hold so close to heart, pass us by We see the vilified visions of futures grim, yet these never die And how was I to believe in what was swept away? Torn away, over and over, and over again I am unspoken, I am repressed Hollowed soul A spirit more broken than he shows How can an empty vessel be filled with hope, when trust is nothing more than a monument? I guess the only way to break a heart that won't let go is to take it for granted I have faltered at the edge of belief that we have more than just promises we don't keep And still my frailties run deep, I carry them with me silently So I've made enemies of time and gravity One forces me to move on, the other pulling me underneath what I believed in It's far beyond my reach, and I'm left to sort the memories from deceits The frailties we so gladly carry, the burdens we won't know, have us growing old Now I know, I can never be free of my fragility The man I hoped I'd be has been swept away Torn away, over and over, and over again These are the means, where is the end? No more will your frailties go unspoken Misfortunes aside, the lies you abide In the end, this you have chosen
5.
The Mires 03:41
His fragile hands clench at dirt and bone, searching for more than a promise to carry on He's never felt so completely conquered, so far removed from those spaces he trusted And he's given up so many years, done away with too much time to the lies With broken arms and brittle legs, he tries to lift his head to stand The trenches deep, and at his feet, the fragments of his best-laid plans He's a man, martyred by unthinking hands Undone by the methodless devastation Just one step and he'd be free But his legs are twisted backwards at the knees A false strength that he maintains He knows that what he's lost is more than what he stands to gain So here he stands, to make a mire of this wasteland An end he's chosen A shadow of his former man But he can't see past this defeat To realise it's all behind him That he's stronger than his misery Your hope is the hole that will swallow the apathy that you follow A frail end by the dagger, wrought ideals for feelings What's the meaning of failure? Am I the latter? Regret is just a fever, God knows how you got the blood in your well Your regrets are not your revival This defeat is not your final tragedy
6.
Lost Soul 03:32
Drenched in arrogance, nothing left of your humility A lifetime of broken dreams by your own hands No contention for betrayal No rival for the formation of these dying times Nothing more than an angry child trying to hide from the light As you search for redemption you will find no one to bare witness to your treachery of lies A lost soul no one seeks to save, no one seeks to find Left to fend for yourself Feeding on misfortunes of those weaker souls starts to take its toll The imminence, change of heart The prospect never contemplated by man with the most sinister of goals This disease has you growing weak and as you seek its release the light it slowly retreats It’s too little to late It takes a god to define one’s fate It's too convenient to keep to his ways Not even the sands of time could deliver him from his vengeful life Bound to these endless lies, you’ve crossed the line Although you cease to hide All that you’ve gained along the way won’t save you from the grave It won’t fucking save you from the grave It won’t fucking save you
7.
Barriers 03:19
We've been force-fed the trauma as reality consumes our lives No greater burdens than the ones we face today The hardest part is living in sanctity This life is unforgiving, and with our hearts it grows darker than these days Faithless, we've become, under the weight of devotion What will bring us hope? What will bring us home? From birth, cast into light Reformed in the shadow of man Memories in falsehood, though I am anew Salvation is wearing thin in a life filled with conformity I promised myself one certainty - to dwell in solitude I'm not ready to make a change I'm not ready to sell myself I'm not ready to commend my defeat to a world far less revived Battling the way of the world, falling short of all aspirations Reaching my end with conviction And desperate for answers, I'll be sinking I'll be sinking in solitude while you tower in my defeat
8.
“What is bad is not that man lives and dies, but what dies within man while he lives And perhaps the most important thing that dies within man, while he lives, is his imagination” - Prof. Amar Bose (In Memory of Lorna-Ann Mccumisky‎)
9.
Constants 03:11
I've had my hands stretched out at my brothers' backs, but I still haven't seen their eyes My lungs have whispered their final appeals, but they've offered up only goodbyes I've watched as friends threw themselves to the fire to follow the dreams turned to flame before effect I've been lost for so many years I can't revive your dreams that died with me My God, is this mirror me? Am I the maker of this mundane reality? Are these the choices that I've made? Or just the answers reaped from questioning destiny? I've been dead these past years I can never reclaim all that you lost in me Sometimes we give up on our own Waiting for a sign we're never shown Just finite souls haunting vapid lives So I submit to this fight I've lost the will to thrive When heavy hands and tired hearts make for limping minds My shallow mouth feeds you idle lies
10.
These days I'm finding it hard to believe in myself I've been treading open water for so long, and I can't find a way out It's becoming clear, no matter how high I keep my head I can never reclaim, from shallow graves, the dreams I've laid there Although you'll try to resurrect this mind, what's dead is gone Carry the corpse home Glimpsing memories of a life lived through hollow truths My glaring failures My conceited youth We all carry our burdens like anchors Bringing me to my knees The weight of devastation I pushed aside the lessons in search of vindication Vindication My redemption, my undoing My inability to overcome my desperation This burning in my bones The cost of forgetting, they’ve all let go My hopes are drowning in these crippling dunes Dragging anchors toward my distant dreams The tides of time were washed out long ago They won't be back until I sleep So I sought refuge in community And abandoned who we were all meant to be The burden of these lesions we keep Restricting all of us from futures we seek Sisyphean dreams We all carry our burdens like anchors We all carry our burdens like anchors We hold this end unguarded Free your voices Free your failing hearts Inhale your exile Exhale unified

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Recorded at Burning Tone Studios
Mix & Mastered by Louis Henn and Heinrich Köllner
Produced by Louis Henn, Heinrich Köllner and Betray The Emissary

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released December 22, 2016

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