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Lethe

by elitefitrea

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1.
Acheron 06:17
AND THE BANKS ARE FREE, THE CUNTS DESERVING HOW THE WEAK THEY WAIL; THE PIMPS, PRETEND. HOW THE WEEPING WORDS, AND THE LIES THEY TEND TO, PRESERVE THE PEACE—ENJOY THE ENDING AND THE LABOR’D BREATH ALL THE SIGNS YOU SOLD YOUR SOUL IT’S THE AGE-OLD DEATH THE AGE-OLD BELL TOLL AS IT LAYS ITS HANDS ON THE SWEAT-FILLED BROWS AND THE BLOOD-STAINED DIRT LEADS YOU TO THE SIN THE EARTH THAT BIRTHED YOU DYING AGAIN, THE EARTH INSIDE MY MIND FEELING LIKE EVERYTHING I KNEW FOR TRUE WAS A LIE AND THE ROAD IS PAVED FOR MILES WITH SOULS THAT DIDN’T LEARN THE SUN UNDONE, A MEMORY FOR THE THINGS WE COULD HAVE DONE AND THE SHORES ARE FULL AWASH IN GREY AS IT WRAPS THE MOUTH IN A DEAD-END WAY ALL THE GODS EMBARK ON THEIR FINAL CHORE TO RAZE THE EARTH — THE FINAL ENCORE AND THE LABORED BREATH ALL THE LIES YOU TELL IT’S THE AGE-OLD DEATH THE AGE-OLD HELL AS IT LAYS ITS HANDS ON THE SWEAT-FILLED BROWS AND THE BLOOD-STAINED DIRT LEADS YOU TO THE HOLE THE SOUL THAT BORE YOU LYING AGAIN, THE DIRT INSIDE MY MIND FEELING LIKE EVERYTHING I KNEW FOR TRUE WAS A LIE AND THE ROAD IS PAVED FOR MILES WITH SOULS THAT DIDN’T LEARN THE SUN UNDONE, A MEMORY FOR THE THINGS YOU COULD HAVE DONE
2.
Double Down 03:31
SEE THE GHOST IN HIS BED IRREVERENT THE SADNESS SAID AND GONE ALL THE SAINTS OF HIS LIFE IRRELEVANT WHAT IS LEFT OF THE CULT AND THE GUN TO LOOK, TO GUESS, SOMEHOW, THE TEST WAS ALL IN VAIN OUT LOUD, ALONE, TO PRESS THE PAST BESIDE THE PAIN AND THE BLISS (AND THE BLISS) THAT YOU FEEL (THAT YOU FEEL) WHEN YOUR WORLD (WHEN YOUR WORLD) ISN'T REAL (ISN'T REAL) TAKES ITS TOLL (TAKES ITS TOLL) ON THE MIND (ON THE MINDS) OF THE SOUL (OF THE SOULS) THAT YOU BIND (THAT YOU BLIND) AND THE DOORS (AND THE DOORS) FAIL TO HOLD (FAIL TO HOLD) BACK THE SLAVES (BACK THE SLAVES) THAT YOU SOLD (THAT YOU SOLD) WHAT YOU SEE (DON'T EXPECT) WHAT YOU LACK (THE ATTACK) FEEL THE STING (FEEL THE KNIFE) IN YOUR BACK (IN YOUR BACK) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) X 15 DOUBLE & THE WIND IS A SHADE OF ELEGANCE AS IT WASHES THE PAIN AWAY AND THE FAINT, PROTESTING VOICE AS THE DAYLIGHT FADES TO GREY AND WHEN THE PAST IS REAL IT CATCHES YOU AGAIN JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LET THE VAIN ORDEAL BEGIN AND YOU WATCH (AND YOU WATCH) AS IT FALLS (AS IT FALLS) ALL THE WRONG (ALL THE WRONGS) IT INVOLVED (IT INVOLVED) AND THE DEATH (AND THE DEATH) EATS YOUR HEART (EATS YOUR HEART) YOU'RE THE SAINT (YOU'RE THE SIN) FROM THE START (FROM THE START) AND THE PEACE (AND THE PEACE) THAT DEPARTS (THAT DEPARTS) IN THE COLD IDEALS AND THE HATE YOU EMBARKED DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN
3.
Lethe 05:34
DAYS GO BY - ALL MY VEINS ARE DRY AND UNTIL - ALL MY THOUGHTS ARE STILL THERE, INSIDE - EVERYTHING I FIND STICKS AND STRINGS - PIECES OF MY MIND AND OF ALL - IN THE WORLD TO LOSE EVERYTHING - I WOULD EVER CHOOSE (AND ALL I FIND IS LEFT BEHIND) SERPENTS, SERPENTS ARE CRAWLIN CRAWLIN IN MY MIND CRAWLIN TO UNDO FIND AND UNWIND YOU FEELING LIKE I DO FEELING LIKE HELL WROUGHT - AND UPON THE SHORES HOW SOUNDLESS - ARE THE EARTHEN MORES
4.
Homage 06:58
This track is an interpretation of Hommage a Rameau, originally a composition for solo piano by Claude Debussy, written just over 100 years ago. Jean-Philippe Rameau was an 18th century French composer and music theorist.
5.
Dissolution 04:11
says pilate | says the one | says the man who's standing next to me | says you can't | and you can't | says you can't | but you can't | you can't follow the thought | to the thought | to its end | in the end | and its end | at the end | is its end | turn the key | and the key | it's a clock | turn the clock | behind | it's behind | and beyond | it's beyond | the end | it's a trick | it's a trap | it's a lock | it's a trap | it's a smoke | for the death | for the death | that's come for me all my hair and my clothes are gone and beyond the end of time is the
6.
Cerberus 04:15
THE SILENCE OF MY COMMON FIENDS SEEKS REVERENCE BY EVERY MEANS CURSED, WORN, SHALLOW, TORN AND THE OLD BRUSH BURNS BRIGHT BACKWARDS, THE AGE-OLD SEA FORWARDS, THE BECKONING WILES FORGOTTEN TO THE REST OF ME IN AREAS OF LIGHTS AND DARKS THE GREYNESS OF OUR COMMON ARTS WHAT IT TAKES HESITATES AND THE OLD BRUSH BURNS BRIGHT BACKWARDS, THE AGE-OLD SEA FORWARDS, THE BECKONING MILES FORGOTTEN TO WHAT’S LEFT OF ME
7.
Too Late 05:05
v1 the stone vice investigates the starry night, & my latent hates my silence, that psycho smell indebted to all my latent hells stereo life, stereo sea stereo mind, stereo me my vice, my view my life for you come on, it's not like you really think you could sever the body-link too late to break through too late to wait for you seperate, we hold out for bitter things, to give back more & more it's too late for me too late to be free v2 intolerant the secret seed embedded wish electric deed head low, I come to sunlight's good for the body, too
8.
Pitchforks 03:16
who felt when it all changed and saw the frail things decay in their own vice and blame, every thing in scorn and at their height drank deep the draughts of Lethe, and fell
9.
The Center 06:03
all along my windows are phantom limbs and the doors to limbo are razor thin all the ires of Enki describe the fall as the world around ignores us all the path that binds the soul declines to lead at all now the living and the dead divided and the depths of Lethe have drowned the seeds that dispell the nations of our disease and everything's a lie the dead are all alive now to fail to see the end appended the path that binds the dead deceives us to the end to try to lead at all appeases to the led & everything's a lie the dead are all alive now the feasting of the ayes ascended

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elitefitrea's first studio album.

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released December 21, 2019

produced by|BRYAN DAY
additional production, sound design & mixing|MIKE ANDERSON
mastering|MIKE KALAJIAN
album art|RICHARD PAGE

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synths & main sound design|ELITEFITREA STUDIO
guitars, drum samples & mixing|MTA PRODUCTIONS (Nashville)
vocals|THE BAND CAVE (Denver)

ALL SONGS WRITTEN, ARRANGED, PROGRAMMED, AND PERFORMED BY BRYAN DAY © 2019 BRYAN DAY & ELITEFITREA

HOMAGE ADAPTED FROM HOMAGE A RAMEAU BY CLAUDE DEBUSSY © 2019 BRYAN DAY & ELITEFITREA

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