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withering

by Funeral Flies

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1.
What was before from earth, The same in earth sinks back, and what was sent From shores of ether, that, returning home, The vaults of sky receive. Nor does death So far annihilate things that she destroys The bodies of matter; but she dissipates Their combinations, and conjoins anew One element with others; and contrives That all things vary forms and change their colours The world is not Eternal. -Titus Lucretius Carus
2.
as i lay swallowed by night nature takes me as sacrifice taste the blood from your veins remind yourself everyone feels pain i waited for the dawn my fingers bled with my bandages on i can’t fight through this no matter how i try now i’m ready to lay down and die always stalked my fingers i’m too shocked make me try i’m still too young, i’m still too young to die all i wanted is still far gone (x4) take my life or take something of mine lately the universe hasn’t been too kind
3.
Metu Mortis 03:52
lay me down, on nothing more than a bed of grass my arms wrapped around the closest thing i had to a past still there's a mark of what you were some subtle call to bring you back to her tinctures and wasted friends, i'm ready for my ever-present end if we're truly on our own, then how can people die upon a throne? people were always things to me, and i the tiny island on a cloudy sea now all my closest things are gone, and my single life is wasted all alone.
4.
laying in my house now reading off spells from the last page i could burn your house down with all this sage and still i’m waiting while nothing is ever to come my candles are fading yet, you live on it gets hard to keep saying i’m always fine while your existence is grating its always on my mind i’ll sail to your bed and see away your soul, won’t be long
5.
the fire brings it down my father and my crown this fire still around won’t change, won’t change as much as i can change a liar still remains the strangers invite themselves in my maker never knew where to begin i don’t know where to run
6.
i stay down tell me what you really want a fear of death always upon us come outside and tell me to run i need someone to love tell me what you had in mind or tell me nothing i don’t know what i’m thinking of but you might have the thought to tell me something i think about running hold my hand and come away they don’t know what’s coming i could run forever from this awful place i need someone to love tell me what you had in mind or tell me nothing i don’t know what you’re thinking of but you might have been able to tell me something [solo goes here] i need something to love tell me what you had in mind or tell me nothing i don’t know what i’m thinking of but please tell me, tell me something
7.
who are you when everyone is gone do you sleep the same does your mind turn off you sleep in the garden and dance in the brush do you live in fear of what they could do to us i don’t know where happiness lies a thousand moons couldn’t remind me a thousand funerals wished you loved me i remember you can’t stand the night is there somewhere we can both hide? i don’t know where my happiness has gone a thousand moons couldn’t remind me a thousand funerals wished you loved me
8.
please sing for me the blood you cough is only for you wet and cold and lonely there’s no greater pain i held myself in your bedroom its not a fear of death its a fear of what comes next i held myself in your bed

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A record of gloomy garbage recorded into a barely working laptop, enjoy.

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released August 8, 2019

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