Published : 07.10.21
20213
Artist: The Breathing Process
Track: We, the Drowned
Album: Labyrinthian
Year: October 8th 2021
Label: Unique Leader Records
Genre: Blackened Death Metal
https://orcd.co/Labyrinthian
We, the Drowned
The gallant light won't come for us,
here weâre on our own.
Our ships of strength sunk below us,
here we are the drowned.
Betrayed, left in the grey, faith falls apart and slips away.
Whereâs your hope now, in Hell.
Whereâs your hope now here in Hell.
Thereâs not much time left and promise that you will stay with me.
Please come close now I feel so tired but death has its hints of ecstasy.
Lured by your rapture, with malice I laid.
Mired as I watch it morph into decay.
Where have you run to, and why wonât you stay?
Here in the land that gave up on its fate.
The gallant light won't come for us,
here weâre on our own.
Our ships of strength sunk below us,
here we are the drowned.
This façade, art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not.
These demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought.
This façade, art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not.
These demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought.
No one to see you through,
now itâs time to go.
One thing you must know,
weâre all on our own.
I wonât see my home,
Weâre all on our own.
Weâre all on our own,
for we are the drowned.
Façade art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not. I am not
Demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought. Iâve come,
Iâve come to face what I am.
Track: We, the Drowned
Album: Labyrinthian
Year: October 8th 2021
Label: Unique Leader Records
Genre: Blackened Death Metal
https://orcd.co/Labyrinthian
We, the Drowned
The gallant light won't come for us,
here weâre on our own.
Our ships of strength sunk below us,
here we are the drowned.
Betrayed, left in the grey, faith falls apart and slips away.
Whereâs your hope now, in Hell.
Whereâs your hope now here in Hell.
Thereâs not much time left and promise that you will stay with me.
Please come close now I feel so tired but death has its hints of ecstasy.
Lured by your rapture, with malice I laid.
Mired as I watch it morph into decay.
Where have you run to, and why wonât you stay?
Here in the land that gave up on its fate.
The gallant light won't come for us,
here weâre on our own.
Our ships of strength sunk below us,
here we are the drowned.
This façade, art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not.
These demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought.
This façade, art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not.
These demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought.
No one to see you through,
now itâs time to go.
One thing you must know,
weâre all on our own.
I wonât see my home,
Weâre all on our own.
Weâre all on our own,
for we are the drowned.
Façade art of feign, Iâve come to face what I am not. I am not
Demons hounding me to finish what my mother wrought. Iâve come,
Iâve come to face what I am.