1. |
The Space Between Us
07:11
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In the space between us
Is the sign of life
There to free us of the places
That leave us crawling on the knife
In disgrace, redeem us
See us in the dark
And reveal to us the stranger’s name
Before we tear ourselves apart
In the space between us
There is love, there is light
In the distance, it speaks to us
It reaches for us, dancing in the night
For love… for love is all we have to give
For truth… for truth and all that stands to live
For hope… for hope and grace and faith remain
For one… for one and all that bleeds into the same
Surrender to the fate
Forever, in the space between us
The distance calls to meet us
Resistance won’t defeat us
We will never walk away again
In the face of all this madness
In the places of our sadness
In a trace of hopes and fears
In the name of those who hear
For the pain and tribulation
For the tears and lamentation
For the vacant heart forsaken
From the shadows, they awaken
In mercy and in grace
Forever, in the space between us
For all who wander in the game
For all who walk in darkness
It will never be the same
Let the space between us fade away in disgrace
For the love and the light, we embrace
Forever we embrace…
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2. |
Revelation Mine
07:14
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Come, my fateless son, walk with me through perdition
Come, my patient one, talk with me in sedition
This is not a dream…
This is not at all what it seems to be
After all is spoken, after all believe
After all is written in my eyes for those to see
After all is broken, after all the lines are crossed
And all the scars have opened…
Inside my possessions are all my obsessions, alive
This is not my crime… this is my confession…
The sound of my silence was lost in
The violence of time… revelation mine…
I’m wandering in madness, i’m pondering the time
I’m trapped inside my own mind, i’m haunted by design
I live to light the future and not define the past
I want to find the answers and i hope to find
The man behind the mask…
The prophet, the dreamer, the hero, the healer and i
All of us in line… the priest and the preacher, the tyrant,
The teacher and i… revelation mine… i’m praying for a sign
Revelation mine…
Come, my fateless son, walk with me through perdition
Come, my faithful one, talk with me in sedition
Jesus is my superstition…
Now his name is nailed into the poet’s eyes
Solemnly he stands alone to claim the prophet’s time…
It’s all beyond divine… revelation mine…
It’s all beyond the violence of the mind
When the mind and the madness takes us
When the heart and the sadness breaks us
When illusion claims us, shapes us, makes us see
When i close my eyes, it’s murder, when i open time,
It slips away from me in paralyzed persona and delusion
In the course of our destruction, at the source of our despair
In the darkness, seeking darkness, reaching towards the pain…
I’m standing there
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3. |
Where It Starts
05:55
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Help me…
Blessed are the poor, blessed are the weak
Blessed are the bastards and the freaks
Solemnly, he breaks… quietly, he turns away
Frightened eyes see only where it hurts
Violently forsaken, traumatized and vacant
Desperation claims the fractured son
Tell me… tell me you love me
Tell me before it falls apart
Tell me you know just where it starts
Loving you deceives me
Loving you is all that i believe
In all that i receive
Loving you completely
Loving you is all i have to give
It’s all i want to live for
Help me… i have seen the monster’s eyes
Staring through her faces
Staring through his lies
Help me…
Voices from the past echo in my head
Finding us and binding us in dread
Spoken in our silence, written in our souls
Leaving us with nothing but our ghosts
Woven into sadness, atmosphere and time
The madness paints the canvas for another crime
Show me… show me you know me
Show me the face of your direction
And the place of your affection
Mother, am i lonely?
Mother, can you hold me in your arms
And show me where it starts?
Father, am i sacrifice?
Father, i am terrified again
Where do i begin?
Help me… i am haunted by a frightened little boy
I am trapped inside and wandering beside you
Will you teach me how to live with your creation?
I have seen the monster’s eyes, and they are mine…
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4. |
In The Lines
04:56
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Here in my deepest emotions
I have lost my way
Here in my sacred devotion
I have found my place
Here in my silent affliction
I can fear the rage
Here is my violent addiction
I can feel the change
I can feel it change…
It’s all in the lines of the fateful receiver
It’s all of the mind of the pain and the healer
It’s all in the eyes of the faithless believer
It’s all of our lies… it’s all of our lives in the lines
Here is the gift of the father
To receive the son
Here is the savage monster
Here is the hollow one
Here in my darkest spaces
Here in my frightened places
Here is a pound of flesh
Here is a mound of death
It’s all in the lines of the fateful receiver
It’s all of the mind of the pain and the healer
It’s all in the eyes of the faithless believer
It’s all of our lies… it’s all of our lives in the lines
These unspeakable crimes
They are all in the lines
There is madness and fear
Then the sadness appears
There is malice in here…
There is malice in here
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5. |
A Man's Heart
04:35
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To seek asylum
In perfect light
To stare into violence
To fear for your life
To lay down or fight?
To love a man’s heart
When he gives into violence and rage
To know a man’s soul
When the scars are all over his face
In the place of redemption and grace
To love him just the same…
To run from danger
To bleed and to fear
To hide from the stranger
When the monster appears
Can you hold back the tears?
To love a man’s heart
When it lives in the language of hate
To hold a man’s soul
In the palm of your hand as he breaks
Forgive him for all that he takes
To love him just the same…
All of our paths have been chosen
And all of our lives set in motion
And all of our dreams and devotions
And all of our hearts have been broken
And all of our words have been spoken
In the name of the father, the son, and
The broken ones… as they break the same
In the name of the father, the son, and
The hollow one… as he breaks away…
To face the stranger
To give him a name
To walk in the footsteps of anger
To live with a lifetime of shame…
Can you find a way?
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6. |
Initiated
05:47
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Watch, listen, learn…
I recommence the indoctrination
Of the child in silence
I’m born again, and it stains my eyes
With other forms of violence
You sold the lie – to justify
What you’ve created – initiated
You bought the time – you crossed the line
And we were naked – indoctrinated
You turned the wine into poison minds
Lost in these delusions
You forced the tide of the genocidal book
And these illusions
You were the voice – and you projected
You were the master – and you infected me
You were deception – controlled perception
And how it shapes us – initiates us
Pornographic ideology emerging…
Forming in my eyes, i see the tyrant surging
I close my eyes and the circle breaks
Children seek asylum
Behind the veil of distortion it waits
Phantoms speak beside them
Pronounce the time
Renounce the crimes
And sound the call to rise
Beyond your own demise
Child of the mind
Child of the secret signs
Child of the faker
Betray the maker of lies…
There is no order, there is no grace
There is no fate in this incestuous faith
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7. |
The Cages
05:27
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I’m standing at the corners of the mind
I’m playing with the infinite design
I’m staying for the imminent decline
I’m dying on the vine…
And the violent rage inside us needs to feed
And it opens the cages of our mutilation and disease
And the cycle breaks to find us in the dust
Cover me in the remains of one…
From the womb, reveal yourself to me
Cast aside, forsaken and deceived
Trapped inside the secrets we can’t hide
Break the chains and rise…
And the hand that mocked them in the end
And the heart that fed them in the shadows of the dead
In the minds of the tyrants of the past
All great things must first wear terrifying masks…
Angels sing the chorus of the lost
Captured in the lines, the lines we fear to cross
All in hell ignites the monster’s eyes
All in heaven dies…
In the glass menagerie
On display for the gods to see
Here we are, condemned to the cages
From the cradle to the grave
In the mind of delusion
In the face of our revolution
In the anguish that sustains us in sacred places
Trapped inside these mortal spaces…
In the greatest illusion
In the pages of evolution
In the traces… our creation… the final stages
And the heart of darkness rages…
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8. |
Lacerations
03:55
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The silent pain has come alive
The quiet shame is crawling
The tyrant’s name is genocide
The violent game is calling me…
Painting madness… chained in sadness
The canvas aches for my design
The script is waiting for me
It vanishes, it stains my eyes
It’s lost inside my story…
I blame you in all of my vice
I blame you in all of my sacrifice
Cutting out the darkness and the light
Painting madness… chained in sadness
Confrontation… separation
Transformation… liberation
The violent game is calling me…
Fascination with our lacerations
In our sacrifice and lamentations
After all is lost and all is taken
All the scars are mine, once forsaken
By my own design…
Cut into a thousand pieces of christ
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9. |
Chasing Monsters
04:07
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I’m lost between the darkness and the night
I’m caught between the shadows and the light
I’m torn between the silence and the violent
Refrain of the mind, and all its turns…
I’m dying again – i’m lying again
I’m crying again – i’m trying to be strong
I’m hiding again – i’m fighting again
Inside of me it’s broken
Inside of me it waits, and then…
Chasing monsters never ends… it never ends
I’m frightened when the sadness calls my name
I’m trapped inside the pain of fear and rage
I’m hanging on for mercy, i’m praying
As i cling to the stage… my scars remain…
I’m dying again – i’m lying again
I’m crying again – i’m trying to be strong
I’m hiding again – i’m fighting again
Inside of me it’s broken
Inside of me it waits, and then…
Chasing monsters never ends… it never ends
If only i understood the madness
The paralyzing sadness
The anguish and despair
In all my own delusions
I’m standing still… nowhere…
I’m dying again – i’m lying again
I’m crying again – i’m trying to be strong
I’m hiding again – i’m fighting again
Inside of me it’s spoken
In spite of me it breaks again…
Chasing monsters… it never ends
It only begins…
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10. |
A Subtle Collapse
06:29
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And we all fall down…
Where is the love lost between us?
Where is the hope left to heal us?
Where is the light that i used to see?
Where is the man that i used to be?
There is the trauma inside you
There in the drama beside you
Here in the arms of induction
Here is the path of destruction…
All of this time we’ve been waiting
All of our hopes have been fading
All of the seams have been ripped apart
All of our dreams have been martyred and
Left in the dark… turning inward… burning out…
Make believe it’s not just madness
We deceive ourselves in the sadness
Hold us in this sacred realm of tyrants
This is not a war, this is just a murder
This is not to bind you in seclusion…
This is not to blind you in its self-imposed delusions
Pushing them away, forcing them to stay, time and
Time again, kneel before the dying of a stranger…
Turning inward… burning out…
And we all fall down, and we all fall down
And we all get lost along the way
And we all get turned around
Kneel before me now!
A falling away into nothing
A calling, it fades into something divine
A subtle collapse in the story
A subtle collapse and the glory, the glory is mine
All the senseless suffering in time
Stamped upon these lifeless things of mine
Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair
All beside remains, boundless and bare…
Look into my eyes – look upon my face
Look at my demise – look at my decay
Look at my decay…
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11. |
American Whore
04:18
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They bought my silence, they sold my grief
Pray for me… pray for me…
They sold me hatred, they sold me greed
They sold me violence and heresy
They left me broken, they left me shamed
They gave me something to quiet the pain
They brought me tyrants and industry
They bought the crime and perversion of me
They dealt illusions of healers and thieves
They pumped me full of delusions and dreams
I’m down on my knees to worship at the
Altar of my disease… she opens the door…
I’m down on the floor with my american whore
She’s got me, she’s got me begging for more…
She’s got me chasing it, she’s got me clean
She’s got me strung out and in between
She sold my sacrifice, she sold my soul to vice…
She stole my name to seal the pain of a thousand lives
Tear down the vacant messiah
The fallen nation in rust
Burn down the sacred asylum in lust
They sold us out, they sold in god we trust
In god we trust, it’s all in dust, it’s all of us…
We all know the maker, we all know the score
I’m down on the floor with my american whore
To love her or leave her, or take her to war
I’m down on the floor with my american whore
I’ve worn out my faces, i’ve torn at the sores
I’m down on the floor with my american whore
She breathes, she bleeds, she needs and she feeds
She’s got me… she’s got me begging for more…
I’m down on the scene… i’m displaced, it seems
I’m lost in the american dream…
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12. |
Faithful Son
01:46
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13. |
New Man
04:48
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This is the hour of shadows
This is the stranger seen
Angels dwell, possessing me
In all of man’s insanity…
Senses profound – voices and sounds
Faces where we hide ourselves
And places where we’re found
Where are we now? Lost in the crowd…
Everything is far away in traces underground
Fragments in dust – scattered, it seems…
Faithfully i’m caught between
The nightmare and the dream
Where can i hide the tears?
Where can i quiet the fears?
Where is the path? Where is the healing?
Where do i go from here?
Climbing the walls – scaling the time
Crawling in line, begging and bleeding
For something divine…
In and around the corners of time
In between sight, in between sound
In between mind…
Finding a place – turning the page
Faces peel away the man
Returning to the stage…
Look at my heart, it bleeds
Look in my eyes and see
The reckless hero, wandering
And self-perception driving me
When all the world was broken
And all the love had slipped away
When madness claimed the faithful son
The new man took his place
Then all my dreams were shattered
Then all my hope was lost in vain
Then all my ashes gathered
And the new man, he remained
And all the truth is spoken now
To silence me inside, and drown the
Wakeful anguish of the side effects in time
The side effects in time…
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14. |
A Thousand Scars
05:15
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Can you see the lines?
Can you feel the pain?
Can you touch the surface?
Can you speak the name?
Can you hear the sadness?
Can you taste the tears?
As i face the final curtain
Can you see me standing here?
Can you feel my open heart?
Can you touch the ground it breaks?
Can you feel the thunder of my voice?
Can you hear the sound it makes?
Can you trace the history?
Can you face the past?
Can you solve the mystery at last?
Can you see the man behind the mask?
Can you heal the wounded ones?
Can you make amends?
Can you live to see the monster sleeping?
Can you hold his ashes in your hands?
Can’t you see the mirrors in my eyes?
Can’t you see me falling in the streams?
Can’t you hear me crying for the others?
Can’t you hear the murder of a dream?
Can’t you feel them open now?
Can’t you see the scars remain?
They’re scattered in the pieces of our lives
Do you feel the same?
Let me see your faces, let me take the pain away
Let me heal a place within your heart
Let me feel the love remain…
All of our afflictions, all in desperation
All of our convictions, call in lamentation
All the mutilation, all the desecration
All the fascination, all the lacerations
All that i want to face
All that my heart embraces
All that i live to see
All that i hope to be
In a thousand scars…
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15. |
The Greatest Of These
06:54
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For the lost and the broken
All alone in the fight
For the hope of the hopeless sinner
Who lives between shadows and light
For the truth has been spoken
And the time is at hand
And the faithfully wounded remain
And we’re lost in the virtues of man
Love… love is a whisper not a shout… not a shout
Hear… hear in my voice, as it rejoices in the sound
For the hope of tomorrow
Can we not be afraid?
Can we fight back the horror of it all?
Can we hold back the floodgates of hate?
To the faithful departed
To the sage on the stage again
In the strength of our broken places
We stand, we call, and we wait…
Love… love is a whisper not a shout… not a shout
Hear… hear in my voice, as it rejoices in the sound
Every day in your faces, every day in your eyes
Every day in your patience and faith
In a way, you all saved my life…
In the scars we are broken apart
In the monster it fades again
And it seems like a dream to me now
And it feels like the marks make the man
Love… love is a whisper not a shout… not a shout
Hear… hear in my voice, as it rejoices in the sound
Love is alive… love is alive...
And it speaks to me in the silence
And it sings with me in the sound
And it lives and breathes in the space between
In the hopes and dreams we have found…
Love is the healer – love is the light
Love is in everything – everything right
Love isn’t hateful – love isn’t blind
Love shall remain – love will survive
Love is alive…
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The return of a Legend, known from Saviour Machine... debut album 'A Thousand Scars' released.
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