Tradewinds – Behold The Avalanche

Posted in blog with tags , , , , , , , on March 14, 2010 by postcardsfromhell

Tradewinds – Behold The Avalanche

Blink and you’ve just missed it, the wind crept up and took you by surprise. The avalanche, unwelcomed, knocked at the door and let itself in. Wolves and sheep alike will behold to the visceral assault, unhinged by any barriers. This is an uncompromising, heartfelt and honest monster not to be taken lightly.

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Two tracks to listen to:

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Postcard Permanence

Posted in blog with tags on February 10, 2010 by postcardsfromhell

An Open Letter, Never To Be Read

Posted in lyrics on February 10, 2010 by postcardsfromhell

Worried nights spent alone
Spit fear and borderline insanity
Mark my words, I fear not death
Only the thoughts succumbed
Onto thyself a million times

The heart of the one that stays
True will overcome and stand
Stronger than every friend turned foe
A misery I shall abolish
I stand face to face with
The opressor of my solemn dreams

I am the loner on loan
To a world not meant for me

Dear Hopeful,
I sign these letters
“Yours eternally”

Behold, The Avalanche

Posted in blog with tags , , , , , , on January 29, 2010 by postcardsfromhell

Blink and you’ve just missed it, the wind crept up and took you by surprise. The avalanche, unwelcomed, knocked at the door and let itself in. Wolves and sheep alike will behold to the visceral assault, unhinged by any barriers. This is an uncompromising, heartfelt and honest monster not to be taken lightly.

Tradewinds

The Nerves Have Been Severed

Posted in lyrics on September 29, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

Suspended animation
Carbon copy, after Carbon copy
Repetition breeds without definition
Everything is safe. Stay indoors
Carbon copies

You sit and listen, to each and every word
“You’re free to do what we tell you”
They’re free to do as they please
Just mindless bodies, dragged through hell
We’ve all become strangers, in our own homes

Reproduce the one next in line
Haven’t you noticed, we’re all just the same?

Pray to your death dealer
Prepare the end is near
There is no time.
Just get out alive
The insignificant voices
It’s all been said
Pray to the death dealer
Prepare our end is near

We’ve all been lined up.
Take the corner. Turn the page.
Breathe in, it’s all a mask
Breathe out, it’s just for show

Nothing stays safe. Get out alive!

Bring out your guns
Take out your guts
Cry until you laugh
Sleep until it hurts

Pray to the death dealer
Prepare the end is near
We are the death dealers
We will bring the end

Eat your heart out
Keep the dogs in

Avant-Garde (Redux)

Posted in lyrics on September 21, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

We have never felt this way
About any of the things in our path
But we must move on

To the next chapter
Where we stand
Side by side with death

Never felt so indifferent
While standing with our own

The meat upon my back
Never looked so fresh

From a standing viewpoint
That was your knife

I hope you know that i gave
This all I had

But here I stand
The need to overcome
Let’s hope this story
Will help me move on

As this chapter now ends
We can smile again
As this story burns

This is Avant-Garde

Infinity

Posted in blog on August 13, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

Really not sure about why I keep feeling this way. Like utter shit.

After so much good time spent with friends, I’m back to being this way.

Fuck this.

/End rant

Smithereens

Posted in blog, YNGWLV on July 27, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

Over the past week I’ve started writing for Sex & Cigarettes. It’s coming along quite nicely. Hopefully this will close some issues that have been plaguing my mind for quite some time now.  Writing about addictions and exorcising demons sexually so far. I don’t really have much to say right now. I’m having some trust issues, and it’s really doing my head in.

You ruined art for me

Posted in blog on July 26, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

I am happy when I’m with you
Fucking miserable without you

Runaway

Posted in blog with tags , , , on July 20, 2009 by postcardsfromhell

Run, run away
No sense of time
Like you to stay
Want to keep you inside

Run, run, run away
Lost, lost, lost my mind
Like you to stay
Want you to be my prize

All alone
Not so strong without these open arms
Hold on tight

Lyrics from Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Runaway
Can’t stop thinking about you

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