SpellDown EP

by SPELLDOWN

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $5 CAD  or more

     

1.
Through the storm, can’t see no way out; Pushed to the edge, the noises are too loud…too fucking loud !!! Never meant to plunge this deep, Never wished to go this far, never thought I could, so never thought I would. But now what’s done can’t be undone, And the higher I get, the more I feel alone. I took too much of that mind opener I loved too much of that soul breaker. So many mistakes I would take back, But lifetime unfolded can’t be folded back, Can’t push myself out of this wrong track, Can’t bring myself to face those facts. Nowadays, I feel more dead than alive Even though I’m forced to rise and thrive And seek out this poison that made what I am: An outcast from some Eden, nor living nor dead. Through the storm, I can’t see no way out; Pushed to the edge, the noises are too loud; Never meant to plunge this deep, Never wished to go this far, never thought I could. But now what’s done can’t be undone, And the higher I get, the more I feel alone. I wish I could stop right now and be born again; But I don’t belong to myself anymore I know I’m weak and can’t hack that pain I wish I could go back, be I as was before When I had nothing to lose and so much to gain. I took too much of that mind opener I loved too much of that soul breaker.
2.
Unparadized 05:20
Harsh venom comes with conscience, Heavy burden follows disobedience, Colors drip out from our sight, Meaning shifts out of our life, Around us we feel the growing blight, Our souls torned appart splatter on the cold surface We hear from within sounds of the strife We’re thrown from up high into the blast furnace This new life awaits us anywhere, We feel its fear filled glare Kills and corrupt our earned serinity And once the truth gets inside We feel its glooming absurdity Abrupt and painful’s the end of beauty It breaks and stops in a heartbeat, Then bleaks everything we see. Purity’s dead, never to spring again. Whitelies were our robe, Sweet reverie, our home, When blindness was our sight, Warmer was the light. But now; we’re locked away from the womb And now; we walk straight to our doom But now; we’re locked away from the womb And now; we walk straight to our doom Existence makes us feel paralyzed; Out of our kingdom, we feel downsized; Within the dreamstate, we feel immortalized; Embrace by Truth, we feel terrorized; We claim back our innocence, From Truth there is no repentance. Scales’re washed away from our eyes Awake in life, we feel unparadiz’d! Now burned by enlightment. Every day since the bereavement Conscience becomes entanglement. And now; When blindness was our sight, Warmer was the light. But now; we’re locked away from the womb And now; we walk straight to our doom
3.
Hypernomads 04:45
Post and Hyper are our fathers, These words means we come after, We’ve rolled over the leftovers, Of a once prideful empire: We stand beyond what’s left to know, We come and give you the last blow. The last counterpart where we can be Exists beyond blood and mortal frailty. Lives converted in tetrabytes, Electric souls a thousand lights, Running through online metaworld, Blood, Body and Matter, We don’t require, Feelings-shredded and lifespan stretched, We bear the marks of the never-coming death. The last counterpart where we can be Exists beyond blood and mortal frailty Hypernomads, we don’t need bodies, To walk these fabricated lands. Non-material entities, We wander on virtual territories. Happy few escapees, Chosen to see T he world’s very end, And survive it. 2x We’ve outlived reality, We’ve outrunned mortality, We’ve rebooted identity, We’ve taken solace in insipidity. Posthumans, we rule over technicolor ruins, We can’t be caught, we can’t be seen, We’re the haunting, invisible fiend, Unpunished, we will stay, Metacriminals gone astray We feed upon the ensuing dismay. Post and Hyper are our fathers, These words means we come after, We’ve rolled over the leftovers, Of a once prideful empire: We stand beyond what’s left to know, We come and give you the last blow. The last counterpart where we can be
4.
Only plugged through pipe holes we see Mesmerized and awstruck in addiction An Hidden curse spreads among us And from within grows the deprivation And from inside we hear and feel the loss ‘Cause marked already we are Forever we bear the electric cross. Colder we get behind our screen, Harder we feel the binary spleen, And fixed and tied to the machine The void takes all what we redeem And bonded to the digital net We wait, we hope We wait, we hope for a lustful death. Through out the unseen maze, Lunacy gets software, Ignorance is warfare, What they feed to the mass What you see through the glass Is the only taste you can get Lost we are, riped appart from what we were Bleak and half-toned existences converted forever Digital minds covering the soul’s eternal gaze Neither machines nor humans, no more glory days In lonely rooms we wait for a designated fate. Only plugged through pipe holes we can see Wanderers and deceived we can only be From the unseen maze we can never be free. Only plugged through pipe holes we see Mesmerized and awstruck in addiction An Hidden curse spreads among us And from within grows the deprivation And from inside we hear and feel the loss ‘Cause marked already we are Forever we bear the electric cross.

credits

released January 19, 2011

Band Members
Luc Giguère : Vocals
Lex Dumell : Lead Guitar/Back Vocals
Marco Paradis : Rhythm Guitar
Oscar Souto : Bass Guitar
Carlos Araya : Drums

Music by SpellDown
Produced & Engineered by Jef Fortin at Badass Studio
Art & covers by Skar Designs
Band photo by Valérie Gagné

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

SPELLDOWN Montreal, Québec

Keeping music loud & heavy since 1999

Lex Dumell : Vocals and Lead guitar
Marco Paradis : Rhythm Guitar
Oscar Souto : Bass guitar
Carlos Araya : Drums

contact / help

Contact SPELLDOWN

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like SPELLDOWN, you may also like: