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Unto Death

by WitchHands

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Unto Death 02:53
Solace sought in faith and deeds Misbegotten tithes and dreams Epitaph scoured rotten Who it was now lays forgotten Void does give The void shall take Fear all you know forgot Sickness of each soul's rot Pain that shall never cease As long as you you breathe Until the sweet release Sickness in every breath, sickness, unto, death Hollowed vessel of emotion Chosen pain and bitter potion Help devotion become despair Know the cycle can't be broken Void does make The void shall break Fear all you love be lost Sickness is each soul's lot Pain shall never cease As long as you you breathe Until the sweet release Sickness every breath, sickness, unto death Until the sweet release Vicious sickness unto death
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We watched on so passively As innocents around us died And we just held our tongues As they set fire to the sky Will the future say We went gently into the night Or that we bravely raged Against the dying of the light Now we cannot pretend We tried to make a stand A Nuremberg defense Why should we even try When already the knife Has worked so deep inside Yeah we all find our way back home But it may not be the place you think you know I never feared death It's the threat of living forever that makes my blood run cold As week passed after week We refused to stir from our sleep As the incessant sound Of gunfire echoed in the street And only once it was Too late to hope for peace We knew the future would Remember us for being weak Now we cannot pretend We tried to make a stand A Nuremberg defense How can we hope to try When already this knife Has worked so deep inside No we cannot pretend We tried to make a stand A Nuremberg defense How can we hope to try When our hand grips the knife That's killing us inside
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Trapped within Trying to feel Anything Could be real Broken spirit, spoke in wheel Hollowed shell brought to heel Without vision, yet I see With no direction, yet I seek Mortification with each breath Mortification Be Fore Death Free me from Humanity Memory betrays me Broken mask of sanity Struggle on Toil through pain Or forfeit This losing game Ugly and deep Echo lies Of dreams mocked To death by time Without a voice, but I scream Without a choice, all but free Mortification by each lie Mortification Before the body Dies All the streaks Of running tears Never washed Away your fears Specious beast Trapped in pride Until It's demise Without voice, yet I scream Without heart, but I feel Without a hope, I can't dream Mortification, before the body Dies
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Speck of Dust In the light All shall fade Into the night Blind me to every tie that binds me Left to dust two meters deep Lost to time and memory Where I rest but never dream No more lies No More screams No more strife No more dreams No second chance No afterlife Speck of dust In the light All will fade Into the night Ash to ash and dust begot All become equal When they’re forgot When they’re forgot Speck of dust In the light All will fade Into the night

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The latest EP from the WitchHands. Combining influences from decades of Deathrock, Post-Punk, Gothic Rock, Alternative rock, and a slew of other genres, WitchHands unapologetically blurs the lines and delivers a unique sound to the dark and unlovely.

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released October 31, 2020

Ryan Flint - Vocals, Aaron “Batboy” Hernandez - Guitar, Brian “Sleazy B” Gillette - Drums, Jodajen - Bass and Lance “Lord Broodington” Madar - Keys

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WitchHands Colorado Springs, Colorado

WitchHands is a Colorado based Goth Rock / Deathrock band
D-beat rhythms, melodic synths, grinding guitars, and lyrics ranging from sad poetry to nihilistic rage.

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