THE FLOOR'S EMBRACE LYRICS

1. Ideations

No!

I can't help but panic from the thoughts in my head.
Sometimes I hear the voices:
"You're better off fucking dead."

Walk away from the past mistakes I've made.
Stop this pain.
Burn away the memories.

Break free – there's no such thing as eternity.
Break free – from what makes me think.
Kill me – there's no mourning for misery.
Clearly, there is no resolution.
Save me.

I can't do this on my own.
The emptiness that I feel will eradicate my life.
Of a picture painted perfectly.
And though the color does not show,
I'm not blind to see.
I have a heart of gold.
I have a heart of gold.
Lighter than the feather of truth.

Some may call it poison, to escape from reality.
Just read the prescription.
One dose lifts the pain away.
Break me.
I am my own enemy.
Break me into oblivion. Let go.
Crushed by stone
As the pantheon crumbles to the feather's fallacy.
Nothing can save me.

2. Face Down

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!

I see you standing at the edge; Oxford fucking collar loose.
Satin tie flailing in the unrelenting winter wind.

The clock strikes twelve, and snow collects upon your back.
The weather obviously shares a vengeance with us.
You mistreat - we delete. We savor your fucking suicide.
We came to see your blood spill.

If my hands could separate the sky, would your false idol lift you up?
Or would there be nothing?
Your praise has gone unanswered.
So take a blind step straight into the winter abyss.
And so ends our enslavement when you strike the pavement.

I've long forgotten of our tranquil days, when fraud had yet to infect you.
When we promised we would summon your discontent, my words were never stronger meant.

I won't rest - until you've bled.
Until the light in your eyes has completely fled.
The concrete knows no sympathy.

Your family will weep above your fucking grave.
Your family will weep above your fucking grave.
Your worthless family will weep above your fucking closed casket.

3. Chapters

I look inside the hourglass.
As the time has come slowly to an end.
Pale walls collapse, and failure tears through my chest.
I see the stars, I'll carry on. I say goodbye.
No more affliction. No more loss of integrity.
My eyes have opened to what lies beneath.
Go!

The moon and stars shed no light on my life.
Yet still, I stand burning – oh, so bright.

Message within: destroy, design, collect, refine, reshape my mind.
Destroy, design, collect, refine.
Repeat!

Destroy, design, collect, refine.
Destroy, design, collect, refine.

And I'll watch it burn. Ashes consume the Earth.
The pages turn. Our chapters retain their worth.
One fall from grace, convalescence in arms reach.
Keep holding on - restoration isn't gone.

Shattered parts, and broken seams. Darkened nights, and empty dreams.
Thoughtless days all through my life. Silence slays with a bloody knife.

Silent days in the afterlife.
Silence slays with a bloody knife.
Silent days in the afterlife.
Silence slays with a bloody...

A bloody knife!

4. Windfall

[Instrumental]

5. Monarch

Rays of sunlight could not seduce a resented doomsayer.
Beneath this fragile skin of white, my starless heart pumps aching blight.
I stumble to the soaring clifftops; Poseidon beckons me.
"Collapse into my thrashing waves", he begged.
"Walk straight – to fly with her memory."

Pearl moonlight drips like searing spite, over salted seas of pain.
White water churns, my malice burns.
Submerge thee in thy bane.

For five Septembers, I had wavered on a tightrope.
Above the patient appetite of infinite sorrow.
Through viscous winds, she showed me balance.

At the ocean's thundering lullaby, my knotted heartstrings untie.
She flew towards bluer skies.
Foul nectar – spellbound – no butterfly.

No ceremony, no elegy – I leave no legacy.
Clean in half, my heart she tore.
So, I heed the deep blue starving roar.

Every holiday came and went, but still her silence did not relent.
Why must her tongue transcend rationality?
To deaf ears I spoke, to blind eyes, I – I passionately wrote.
But it is not me for whom her heart longs.

She loves me, she loves me not.
Battered, bruised and broken, to my last breath I fought.
With an emphatic wish, I faced the abyss and spoke the skyline.
"Return to me my pleasure – my treasure."
She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not.

I taste the frigid waves with a sunken skull; she waterlogged my dreams.
I rekindled our romance upon the jagged seafloor.
From grief, pain and rejection, a harbored heart floats with protection.
And though we sank to catastrophe, even at its end, the voyage meant the world to me.
You meant the world to me.
(To me)

(If I were drowning)
If I were sinking, would you reach for me?
Would you reach for me?







THE FLOOR'S EMBRACE LYRICS