PARKWAY DRIVE LYRICS

1. Samsara

Freedom is slavery.
War is peace.
Ignorance is Strength.
Existence is
suffering.

2. Unrest

I've walked these streets a thousand times, still this world never seemed colder.
Compromised a thousand times to the will of malicious minds.
Reality never hit so fucking hard.
Crushed by endless desperation, endless surrender.
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
Is this what I have become?
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
What the fuck have I become?
Security, illusion for the weak.
Refuge, sought in routine.
Another gear in their fucking machine.
See, you can win the rat race but you're still nothing but a fucking rat.
So seek that crown, because in this kingdom of fools true ignorance reigns supreme.
I see this city for what it is.
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
A monument to the depths of human misery.
Retrace the steps [6x]
What have we become?

3. Sleepwalker

Consumed,
I feel the rage growing inside me,
A fear I cannot contain,
At war with an enemy that does not rest who will never relent.
This city, these lifeless catacombs, our tombs they have become.
Buried alive at birth never to return.
Chained the masses, trapped and trained by vicious minds,
I let them tear away everything inside,
Strip away my humanity,
Fracture my identity,
Sacrifice my integrity,
Just bodies through the teeth of the combine,
Just bodies through the teeth of the combine,
At war with an enemy that does not rest who will never relent,
At war with an enemy that does not rest who will never relent,
Sleepwalk our lives away,
In search for shallow graves,
Sleepwalk our lives away.
Lost souls, lost.
Just bodies through the teeth of the combine. [x3]
Just bodies through the teeth.
Consumed, do I feel the rage, growing inside me.
I will not contain.
I have come to question every truth I know.
Not one more step in the name of progress,
In the name of blind ambition.
Not one more step in the name of progress,
In the name of blind ambition,
How the fuck am I supposed to feel when everything I know lies broken at my feet?

4. Wreckage

I am the blackest soul.
The child of a loveless world.
The wreckage left in the wake of time.
I am the consequence of complete collapse.
I am the horror you created.
The mind fuck you instigated.
I am the seed of self-destruction, the bitter taste of life's regret.
Flood my lungs.
Pull my teeth.
Cross my eyes until there's nothing left.
There's nothing left.
Casualties to the snares of modern life.
Anchored by avarice, there is no further left to sink.
I reside in my mind's eye, yet see no truth in a world of lies.
I reside in my mind's eye.
We are adrift in a world of lies.
Flood my lungs.
Pull my teeth.
Cross my eyes until there's nothing left.
I am the blackest soul.
The child of a loveless world.
I am the consequence of complete collapse.
I am the blackest soul.

5. Dead Weight

This is survival.
This is my exile.
I find no solace.
I find no solace beneath a Godless sky.
Will I find shelter in the places the Sun could never find?
Now behold the consequence, the aftermath of ignorance, shackled to my worthless neck.
Give me one reason to resist.
So I slip below.
I can't resist the undertow.
I find no solace beneath a Godless sky.
Will I find shelter in the places the Sun could never find?
Because everything's turning black and I see no hope of turning back.
Cold terror grips my lungs, to let it in would be to accept defeat.
But what's left to fight for?
When I look inside, nothingness confronts me.
Vexed by the hands of time.
This is survival.
I against I.
What's left inside?
So I slip below.
I can't resist the undertow.
I can't resist.
No, I can feel the deadweight.
I can feel the deadweight of my soul dragging me from this world.

6. Alone

Shifting light outlines my battered form.
Stranger to the world, alone in my abandonment.
A gaining army of white horses, stark warning before the icy front.
The deceiving calm betrays all signs of impeding change.
Evening tide what do you hide, damnation or salvation?
As my skin breaks the blackened surface, the cold is rising, yer all embracing.
Darkness, erase this lonesome place from my every existence.
An angry sky bares the signs, a distant violence yet to break.
The ocean's travellers cry forth across the waves.
Lightning cracks across a vast horizon, reaching out its hands towards an unsuspecting shore.
No light to guide.
No ties, no ties to bind.
Evening Tide what do you hide?
To the years spent waiting on the winds of change, this is penance paid.
This is my penance paid, to the morning Sun, whose warmth never found this young man's face.
Shifting light outlines my battered form.
Stranger to the world.
Alone.
Evening tide, what do you hide? Lightning cracks across a vast horizon, reaching out its hand towards an unsuspecting shore.
With a final effort I strike out across the swells, seeking only the answers, maybe horizons hold.

7. Pressures

Their voices search for me through the darkness, yet I feel desire's cold grip upon my heart no more.
My solitude.
My shield.
My armour.
Tested with full force.
I have seen the face of death and I choose not to accept its form.
I have seen the face of death.
An army of demons summoned forth, upon this endless night they swam.
The fire in their eyes, like new Suns shire through the abyss.
I taste the fear.
I see the weakness in their eyes.
They cannot hide as I devour all.
As the mountains crack and the oceans boil, a fury-tempered heart is forged.
Within the flames, this current of corruption will cease.
I taste the fear.
I see the weakness in their eyes.
They cannot hide as I devour all.
An army of demons summoned forth.
Upon this endless night they swarm.
The fire in their eyes, like new Suns shine trough the abyss.
I have seen the face of death.
I have seen the face of death and I choose not to accept its form.
My solitude.
My shield.
My armour.
Tested with full force.
Their voices search for me through the darkness, yet I feel desire's cold grip upon my heart no more.

8. Deliver Me

Deliver me.
From the darkest abyss, from the depths of eternal rest.
Grasping at the threads of sanity, only to watch them slip through my hands.
I see the light.
I see the end.
I see a frail hope, crushed by the weight of the world.
My will is broken.
Sinking, always sinking.
The sands of time forever slipping.
Clawing at the emptiness, but a ghost I reach towards the end.
Lost in darkness.
Lost in time.
Losing a grip on my fucking mind.
Ignorance is an easy friend but in the end it takes everything.
Fear, it finds me and it binds me.
Illuminate the planes of consciousness.
Fear, it finds me
and it binds me.
But I'm lost.
Guilt draws me down like a stone.
it chokes my throat, and gnaws my bones.
Regret breeds a heavy heart.
Reality, torn in two.
Canonised, a life that fades before my eyes.
Ever faithful friend, sorrow, sets its teeth.
Eaten alive.
But I will survive.
I survive.
Fury, deliver me.
How can you defeat what you can't kill?
Deliver me.
I see the fear that twists inside.
Deliver me.
I watch the shadows fill with doubt.
Deliver me.
Fury deliver me.

9. Karma

Crashing to the surface.
My convictions lay bare before the tempest.
As chaos explodes around me, I find myself in the jaws of destruction.
Tested, by the force of the tempest.
Pushed, to the point of no return.
Losing ground.
Let the steel of my resolve be not bested by the sum of my fears.
Clarity unfolds, a moments calm in the eye of the storm.
Relentless, I surge onward.
Surfacing.
No regrets.
No second chance.
Nothing will hold me back.
Shipwrecked bones carry my seasick heart home.
Carry me home.
Tension clings to me.
Resistance coils inside.
Forcing me down, I fear nothing, into Poseidon's arms.
Forcing me down, I fear nothing, I must hold on.
This is a strength born in misery.
A focus cut of this insanity.
I fight my way from the gates of hell.
I hold on.
A body, locked in the vice grip of conflict.
A mind, sharpened on the shards of disappointment.
And from the depths of Hell I rise.
From gilded cage, my spirit flies.
Memories of another life call me home.
Surfacing.
Shipwrecked bones
carry my seasick heart home.

10. Home Is For The Heartless

[ft. Brett Gurewitz of Bad Religion]

If home is where the heart is, why do I feel so fucking heartless?
The crumbling skyline cuts a vicious horizon, sinking its teeth into the cold September sky.
Decaying towers of steel reach with crooked spires for the heavens, like bones of the hollow chest of this town, torn wide for the scavengers.
Mother mercy, take my hand.
Follow me through this forsaken land.
Father time, return what's mine.
The innocence you stole from these eyes.
Because I feel numb. For the vision burning before me is one of former glory.
An icon cast in the light of freer times, now writhes in a bed of lies.
Hope doesn't live here.
Love doesn't live here anymore.
Mother mercy, take my hand.
Follow me through this forsaken land.
Father time, return what's mine.
The innocence you stole from these eyes.
Because I just feel numb.

11. Hollow

[ft. Marshall Lichtenwaldt of The Warriors]

Lies.
My truth has been revealed, at the cost of everything I knew.
My last safe-haven falls behind me, with the self that once consumed.
Into the void.
I'm pursuing only answers.
I'm shedding skins and faces, past loves and bitter hatreds.
And it has come to pass, a path set in stone now breaks like glass.
The failings of yesterday become the catalyst to seek my change.
And it has come to pass, a path set in stone now breaks like glass.
The failings of yesterday become my catalyst.
So here I stand, a stranger to my newfound freedom.
I am a vessel.
I am a vessel without destination, devoid of direction.
No roles define m, yet conflict embraces me.
At the mercy if lucidity, I am adrift in a world all to real.
A hollow man.
Into the arms of eternal struggle, I must condemn my restless mind.
And it has come to pass, a path set in stone now breaks like glass.
The failings of yesterday become the catalyst to seek my change.
And it has come to pass, a path set in stone now breaks like glass.
The failings of yesterday become my catalyst I seek the guidance gained from silence.
Illumination from within the darkness.
My council kept with the emptiness, in the heart of the unknown.

12. Leviathan I

But there is no silence.
My thoughts drowned out.
Screeching and grinding resonates through a hollow shell.
There is no great wisdom.
There are no answers.

I close my eyes, but all I see is red.
I bite my tongue, but all I taste is blood.
Once again they set their traps, set their hooks, deep in my head.
Too naive to think these forked tongues would themselves devour.

Show me war.
Show me pestilence.
Show me the blood red hands of retribution.

And the abyss stares back.
Leviathan I.

To break their hold, strip the flesh straight from their bones.

Cast their limbs into the gears of the beast.
Bring this monstrosity to its fucking knees.
Eye for an eye.

I'll send this world blind.
Show me war.
Show me pestilence.
Show me the blood red hands of retribution.

And the abyss stares back.
Leviathan I.

Under a blackened Sun.
Beneath a hunter's moon.
Seething.

Dogs of war, they call for blood but it will not be mine.

13. Set To Destroy

Brothers of abandonment, sisters of despair.
Orphans to the watching ones above.
Too far removed, too far to care.
We are the unwanted.
We are the one true threat.
We raise our hands to this World's throat choke away its dying breath.
This is the end of days, this is the end of days, this is the end of days.
Set to destroy.
Fathers to our faithless days, mothers to our twisted ways.
Bow your heads.
Fold your hands and pray.
Your time has come.
This is the end of days, this is the end of days, this is the end of days.
Set to destroy.
Your flame is faded, so sink below.
Rest now your heavy head upon
your bed of bones.
Too far removed.
Too far to care.
Set to destroy.







PARKWAY DRIVE LYRICS