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The Faith Complex

by Glorified

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1.
I bear the crown of insignificance And I guess when you're talking to yourself All your prayers are worthless Golden tongues have lost their shine, Dressed their lies in thorns and labelled it Christ No father, no king, this is regicide Haunted by the thought of an empty sky Violence in the name of silence And 'mysterious ways' The guilty speak of penance But kill in the name of faith Peering through cracks in the aftermath Bastard sons, we pick up the damage done Bastard sons, left to die by those above Bigger hand than us, place existence on the tabletop Royal blood leaks out at a linear rate of decay The chalice rusts, the choir sings, Cowards hide their pride in shame Preachers and cynics alike Place your faith in the slow decline Look at what we have all become Ghosts, staring at the clock face Watched patiently by the mocking swing of the pendulum The terrible price of time We grow, not with age But to cancer and plague The organ plays a harrowing serenade Whispering to the clergy that "the ignorance has started to fade" The ignorance begins to fade
2.
I can see in the dark, for I am the night Draped in ancient golds, as a shattered sun fell from the sky And the stars collide They circle the drain Drip into this coma inside “Belonging”, said the walls of a broken home “Cartography”, said the figure, wandering alone The jaded don’t cower before an absent throne Spent days following the foxes down the rabbit hole I’ve heard whispers of the others Of bitter kings and queens Places of absent creation, where they’d drown their apathy They met somewhere out in the blue Makers of unknown latitudes And they spoke, with such empty words that no one heard No regard for significance, here’s your toast to emptiness Malice in the glasses, half empty til we die Even my reflection can’t look me in the eye Can’t see the forest for the trees and the tracks behind us Close your eyes tight enough and we might turn the world to diamonds “One thing that I’ve learned of creation is to watch it slowly die, that’s mercy. That's how I come to terms with watching you burn, perfect in my eyes, your ending.” Over and over and over again, a constant reminder that this is all the end
3.
These pages are a wasteland as far as I can see I can never stop the sickness seeping into me I've lost my way between the hours of my final days I slip through the cracks of consciousness from my body where I lay While a heart devoid of demons resides in the blessed cynic Sit and watch every mountain in your mind become monolithic Beloved and violent, the ebb and flow of parting tides Iridescent and timeless, chasing lost causes through the night Following my affliction to the depths of myself The darkest corners of existence with the curses I am dealt A word to the faithful - blind and vague, tall like Rome Your church is a glass house, fragile empire You're just fools casting stones And if your plan is in fact my passing, then ease my weary mind Tell me the place they speak of after is a heaven in my eyes In the throes of my decay, between the ceiling and the sky Every fibre of my being hopes you weren't the whitest lie If a church is a coward's coma, wrap this man in arms and lies I've been running from death forever, and you're the perfect place to hide.
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We speak in desperate tongues, of hymns and holy songs He’s not ignoring us you see, just too tired to go on Lend your ear to the madness, and sing along All the enemies and lovers, condemned here from the start Left to think and feel, we tore this place apart We are chemicals in a vessel, the half-life of our hearts A dance of wolves and saints, a tragic work of art My head’s a place that makes your darkest days seem like paradise I’ve had thoughts that would make your demons seem like friends in your eyes I miss looking at the world without seeing terrible things and different ways to die I’m still caught in the pantomime It’s raining again in times of lack and ire song The beauty fades to empty, it’s getting harder to go on Falling in love with shadows, for darkness is all I’ve found Watching that burdened figure slip away without a sound We’ve found a change in the weather, and now it’s set to rain all day With the very silver lining that kept the darkest clouds at bay Oh, the cadence of sleep as it sweeps through the floor There’s no rest for the wicked and I’m the worst of them all. Idle hands, watching something golden die Pioneers of godlessness while the faithful stood in line We are all out of time.
5.
Staring at the galaxies just inches above the waterline We’re grains of sand in the hourglass, just a tempest of time Building temples in the blackest nothing, a place to call home They are just castles in a constant war against being alone But jaded, we continue to roam Weave gold through history, blurring the bloodlines There is no architect, no path to the sky We are just wayward sparks that pass each other by Atwixt fingertips of creation, a pigment in the eye “I’ve seen this parallel kaleidoscopes and mysteries bring great men to their knees, Grow like labyrinths in their minds as orbit guides them through their dreams. Surely as the plates beneath the earth will creak, the glaciers will drift Grow old with them my child, through heartache and harmony, just exist.”
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I gave you minds to become jaded I gave you bodies to destroy I watch as you all become wretched I watch you build your own void Existence, its cursed name Wandered aimless from my shame Countless miles away After this sleight of hand, I can beg for mercy too After everything, I should be the one begging forgiveness from you I am not your king, just a man who lost his way I am not your God, just a fool who's made mistakes Like you, I lie awake at night, I hear you as you pray, I don't know what to say You're all voices in my head, they haunt me every day, it never goes away Blessed, when you return to dust When you return to nothing Whether we wallow in time or faith Rest assured we all end the same Dead with no name.

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released November 6, 2013

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Glorified are a metalcore band from Melbourne's eastern suburbs.

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