The sound of silence swaying in the air
But still the screams echo in my ear
A silent whisper haunts me everywhere
Even in my dreams it feeds my fear
We bleed in anger, as we sing our lullaby
We don’t know the truth, we cannot see
We watch and wonder, while the rivers are running dry
A thousand shadows hanging over me
We all see what we wanna see
We ignore what is true but cannot be
What’s illusion? What’s reality?
It all seems so strange to me
We’re still silent
In this lonely world there’s a growing coldness and decay
The scars will always linger, the wounds they cannot heal
A last decision, when there’s nothing left to say
Free your mind, come and tell me what you feel
We all see what we wanna see
We ignore what is true but must not be
What’s illusion? What’s reality?
It all seems so strange to me
We’re still silent
We all see what we wanna see
We ignore what is true but shall not be
What’s illusion? What’s reality?
It all seems so strange to me
We’re still silent
Combining jazz-infused prog, ‘70s heavy metal and stoner doom, thrash metal, and grunge, the Puerto Rican legion’s debut is nothing short of a behemoth. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 7, 2018