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Haste The Day
Haste The Day


Информация
Откуда Carmel, Indiana, United States
Жанры Metalcore
Christian Metal
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы Solid State Records
См. также Trenches
Сайт Website
Состав
Stephen Keech
Mike Murphy
Dave Krysl
Giuseppe Capolupo
Scotty Whelan
Бывшие участники
Jimmy Ryan
Jason Barnes
Devin Chaulk
Brennan Chaulk



Альбом Haste The Day


Pressure The Hinges (20.03.2007)
20.03.2007
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Eremus
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In Memory (bonus track)
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Sea Of Apathy (original version of "White Collar"; bonus track)
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. . .


Wake up now

. . .


And now I’m running out of reasons.
And I spoke too soon.
The clock weighs on the counter top.
Everything is sinking through the floor.
You hold the door and I’ll pressure the hinges.
Would you trust these locks?
And sleep to hide you secrets?
Dodging bullets is easier when you don’t believe in fate.
And I swear, I swear we won’t make it obvious when we turn around again.

What are you afraid of?
Are you scared you’re not alone?
You keep running out. Turn around again.
You aspire to be helpless, hopeless.
Burning all your dreams

I’m running low on secrets that will quench your thirsty ears.
And I’m counting the seconds between distraction and the moment.
Fifteen seconds till melt down.
Fifteen seconds till the roof will hit the floor.
I see the light in the stairway and the floor is littered with maps and hotel keys.
So we turn around again.

What are you afraid of?
Are you scared you’re not alone?
You keep running out. Turn around again.
You aspire to be helpless, hopeless.
Burning all your dreams

Wear the robe of pig skin and he’ll wear the crown.
He’ll run and he’ll run and he’ll run till you stop him.

What are you afraid of?
Why are you so afraid? Turn around again.
I see your eyes changing and your passion’s gone again.
You’re still running out. Turn around again.
We desire to be comfort in this broken world you’re in.

Fifteen seconds till... fifteen seconds till...

. . .


Have you seen the sun?
Have you seen the sun?
Or has the darkness dragged you further from your door?

Take each other’s hands.
Look into the clouds.
Such a beautiful song we sing.
Finally finding our own way back home.
Such a beautiful song we sing.

Oh no, this is no time for excuses.
We’ve singled you out and the leaders keep running away.
The sound of trumpets will carry you home.
The sound of trumpets will resound and we all sing.

Take each other’s hands.
Look into the clouds.
Such a beautiful song we sing.
Finally finding our own way back home.
Such a beautiful song we sing.

Re-break the bone to assure the healing.
So that we might know you again.
Re-break the bone.
Re-break the bone.
Re-break the bone.

Sound the alarm like a vulture on the nation with silver.
Oh no, have we sealed our own destruction?
Walking away from the only thing that matters.

Re-break the bone.
Re-break the bone.
Re-break the bone to asure the healing.
Re-break the bone.
Know you again.

Take each other’s hands.
Look into the clouds.
Such a beautiful song we sing.
Finally finding our own way back home.
Such a beautiful song we sing.

The sound of trumpets will carry you home.
The sound of trumpets will resound and we all sing.
Re-break.

. . .


These lights are gone.
My ears hear no sound.
Folding between the skin and bone.
We will hear and know.
Folding back our ears,
And slow grows our heart,
Searching for, searching for.

Searching for the sound.
The secret in your eyes.
Is your voice dead to me?
Or just too far away?
Searching for the sound.
I’m listening.
When scenery is taken.

These lights are gone.
My ears hear no sound.
Folding between the skin and bone.
Between the skin and bone.

We will hear and know.
Folding back our ears,
And slow grows our heart,
Searching for, searching for.

Searching for the sound.
The secret in your eyes.
Is your voice dead to me?
Or just too far away?
Searching for the sound.
I’m listening.
When scenery is taken.

We will hear and know.
Searching for, searching for.

Searching for the sound.
The secret in your eyes.
Is your voice dead to me?
Or just too far away?
Searching for the sound.
I’m listening.
When scenery is taken.

. . .


Why can't you feel this?
Can't you understand I feel this?
This is nothing.
I can see my reflection in your cheek bone.
We've been playing out this script in your mind.
Here we go with a fresh perspective.
You'll paint the walls with your stone faced tactics.
And we'll walk around.
Eyes on the crowd.
And don't you think about tomorrow.
You shut me out.
I just don't want to fake it anymore.
I'm burning out.
Your motions empty and you've hit the floor.
You shut me out.
The sweet relief of saying, you shield your heart from breaking.
Get up, get up now.
Get up, get out.
In the glow of the moonlight serenade.
Unleash the knowledge of the white collar escapade.
Speak the words that unlock the truth.
And you'll paint the walls.
You'll paint the walls.
We'll walk around.
Eyes on the crowd.
Don't you think about tomorrow.
You watched me follow fools to the sea.
Tie the stones that bring me down below the tide.
Down and down.
What am I supposed to do?
You shut me out.
I just can't live like this anymore.
I'm burning out.
It doesn't feel like it once did before.
You shut me out.
The sweet relief of saying, you shield your heart from breaking.
Get up, get out now.
Get up, get out.

. . .


Behind the wind and trees and obstacles we see.
And it brings these walls to life.

You owned us.
You called us your own possession.

Behind the age chiped paint.
We read our destinies in what they left behind.
Locked in our own dreams.

You owned us.
You called us your own possession.

You left behind hopes and dreams of a life left incomplete.
You walked away from everything you believed in,
When you wanted to change the world.

Behind the age chiped paint.
We read our destinies in what they left behind.
Locked in our own dreams.

You left behind all remains.
You left behind all that remains.

You left behind hopes and dreams of a life left incomplete.
You walked away from every thing you believed in,
When you wanted to change the world.

Save it from us.
Save it from you.
Save every breath as you breathe it in,
And its needles in your fingertips.

. . .


Walk me to the desert
And leave me
I'll dig my own way home

. . .


It’s in your eyes.
The look of certainty.
The look of apathy.
It’s in your eyes.

I’m not so sure that we have nothing to lose.
Should have held this closer.
Staple your note to the back door.
Until then, your gut can tell you this.

Does anyone hear me?
Does anyone honestly?
It will fall to peices.
It will fall to peices.
Find home, hold strong.
When everything is taken, you’re empty.
We’ll see a purpose.
Just need to stand as one.

Do these thoughts have syllables or am I mumbling?
Do I seem tense when I carry your load?
Or am I, or am I losing it?

Does anyone hear me?
Does anyone honestly?
It will fall to peices.
It will fall to peices.
Find home, hold strong.
When everything is taken, you’re empty.
We’ll see a purpose.
Just need to stand as one.

Take all, take everything.
It’s hard to stop from dropping it all on you.
The heart will hurt when it’s crushed,
By the weight of the leaves on the trees.

We’ll see a purpose.
We’ll stand as one.

I’m not so sure we’ve lost anything.
But while you’re listening,
I’m hurting for something better.
Till then, your gut, your gut can tell you this.

Does anyone hear me?
Does anyone honestly?
It will fall to peices.
It will fall to peices.
Find home, hold strong.
When everything is taken, you’re empty.
We’ll see a purpose.
Just need to stand as one.

. . .


Five words,
Five words is all it would take
Five words to change your heart and mine
In the heat of the sun
I know your the only one
You still cant hold yourself together

How long
How long
Oh oh oh
You had this conversation
Your satisfied
Your most inner?

When you fight to live
When your out of most
See you waiting so
Can you taste the blood
Taste it on your lip

With the scene
That I'll show you
While the strings become the stitches in your mouth
With your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth

Your growing imagination
Preparing you for what your heart replies to say
When you fight to live
When it matters most
I see you waiting so
Can you taste the blood
Taste it on you lip

With the scene
That I'll show you
While the strings become the stitches in your mouth
With your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth

Five words
Repeating over in your head
Thats all you ever have to do
Five words
Is it really that hard to say
You're worth more than this

You're
worth
more
than this

With the scene
That I'll show you
And I'll show you how
While the strings become the stitches in your mouth
With your silence we are louder
We are Louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth
Stitches in your mouth

With the scene
That I'll show you
And I'll show you how
While the strings become the stitches in your mouth
With your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth
Stitches in your mouth

. . .


Vertigo hits.
Tonight we dance.
What dance has brought us to a disfigured ballroom where we march in fine rows,
And our heels, our heels touch the ground.

Beauty forsaken.
Our weakness comes from desire for solace.
Tonight we cry.
Trust in the falling walls.

Scars in the face of fear.
Scars on our hearts.
No use screaming when all that hear are deaf ears.

Beauty forsaken.
Our weakness comes from desire for solace.
Tonight we cry.
Trust in the falling walls.

. . .


When the skin breaks.
He thought time could heal his growing shame.
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they’ll burn.
He cannot heal before he breaks.

He stumbled out of the bedroom.
Feel the shock moving up and down his spine.
He’s running out of the building.
She’s going crazy.
Screaming, asking “Why?”
If you look for a savior to finally be free,
Free from all his failure, that’s all you’ll ever see.
He stumbled into the bathroom, shut the door and fell right to his knees.
He tried to look in the the mirror.
His eyes are bleeding.
He’s asking please.

When the skin breaks.
He thought time could heal his growing shame.
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they’ll burn.
He cannot heal before he breaks.

Sounds weakening.
Death sets in as his stomach quickly hits the floor.
The stench of a rotting lie has found its way to your brain.
It pulls the trigger and opens your eyes to spot the reeking stain.
He thought it would solve all his problems.
He sees now that the blood will never wash away.
Now can’t you hear what he’s saying?
While you’ve been screaming you’ve been drowning the ladder,
So you can float to the top instead of climb.
And I assure you that I’m not the one for you.

When the skin breaks.
He thought time could heal his growing shame.
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they’ll burn.
He cannot heal before he breaks.

. . .

Eremus

[Нет текста]

. . .


Chorus of angels, destroy my silence,
That haunts me, It claims me,
While darkness walks beside me.

I saw the angels sing along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world.
Their voices will rise to test the strength of man.
Wake up the beautiful sleeping world.

We will see the fire.
The skies will open up.
The clouds will burn red and our sins will forget us.
And time will not shake us.
Our hearts are made of gold.
These walls won’t over-take us.
These walls won’t over-take us.

I saw the angels sing along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world.
Their voices will rise to test the strength of man.
Wake up the beautiful sleeping world.

Chorus of angels, destroy my silence,
That haunts me, It claims me,
While darkness walks beside me.

Chorus of angels, lead me in a prayer that will shake the foundations of the earth.
Wake up now.

. . .

In Memory

[Нет текста]

. . .


Why can't you feel this?
Can't you understand I feel this?
This is nothing
I can see my reflection in your cheek bone
We've been playing out this script in your mind
Here we go with a fresh perspective
Paint the walls with your stone faced tactics
And we'll walk around
Eyes on the crowd
And don't you think about tomorrow

Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy
Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy

Here we go with a fresh perspective
We paint the walls with your stone faced tactics
Here we go with a fresh perspective
We'll paint the walls with your stone faced tactics
And we'll walk around
Eyes on the crowd
And don't you think about tomorrow

Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy
Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy

Why can't you feel this?
Can't you understand I feel this?
And we'll walk around
Eyes on the crowd
And don't you think about tomorrow

Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy
Our time has come
We watch the waters drown
Out the apathy

Our time has come
We'll watch the waters drown
Out the apathy
Our time has come
We watch the waters drown
Out the apathy

. . .


Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It claims me
While darkness walks beside me
Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It claims me
While darkness walks beside me

Chorus of angels, lead me in a prayer that will shake the foundations of the earth

I saw the angels sing along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world
Their voices will rise to test the strength of man
Wake up the beautiful sleeping world

I feel but do not speak
I sleep but do not rest
I breathe but do not live
I hurt but do not cry
I see but do not know
I pray but I've lost my heart

Chorus of angels, lead me in a prayer that will shake the foundations of the earth

I saw the angels sing along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world
Their voices will rise to test the strength of man
Wake up the beautiful sleeping world

I feel but do not speak
I sleep but do not rest
I breathe but do not live
I hurt but do not cry
I see but do not know
I pray but I've lost my heart

Chorus of angels, lead me in a prayer that will shake the foundations of the earth

I saw the angels sing along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world
Their voices will rise to test the strength of man
Wake up the beautiful sleeping world

Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It takes me
While darkness walks beside me
Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It claims me
While darkness walks beside me
Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It claims me
While darkness walks beside me
Chorus of angels, destroy my silence
That haunts me, It claims me
While darkness walks beside me

. . .


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