Blacken The Cursed Sun
Lyrics
Seize the darkened day There's only hell to pay And no one left to see This Prodigal returnfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsa subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
varying tempo and time signatures
a twelve-eight time signature
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
heavy electric rhythm guitars
a gravelly male vocalist
an aggressive male vocalist
an unintelligible vocal delivery
thrasher drums
angry lyrics
triple note feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Is there time to repent? Hell no Hell no Sanctity a breath away There is no tomorrow This Prodigal return It was always mine anyway Hell no Hell no You'll mourn the traded soul There's some things You're just a breath away Does your god hold a place for us? You can't take away Is there still hope for us? Blacken what's yet to be done Better to die quick I'll dig a deeper hole Just a breath away Blacken the cursed sun Then to live forever Blacken because now you know I choose not to feel a thing Can we still be saved? Were we ever even alive? I will kill this part of myself Just a breath away There is no tomorrow Seize the darkened day Begging on your Away Is any of this even real? To have sunk so far and low There is no tomorrow Begging on your knees You're just a breath away You're not the only one You're not the only one A sickness for all to see Hell no Fighting on your feet That I hate And that I see in you Can these sins even be forgiven? Blacken the cursed sun Just a breath away Blacken the cursed sun Hell no To have sunk so far and low Will we rise from the dead? A tragedy on display Songwriters: Christopher James Adler, William M Adler, David Randall Blythe, John Steven Campbell, Mark Duane Morton Begging on your Sweet apathy's black toll Begging on your knees Hell no There's only hell to pay Hell no Publishers: SONY/ATV SONGS LLC, SUBTLE ARTS OF PUBLISHING Sanctity a breath away And no one left to see


