Die US Truppe SEVEN SPIRES kümmert sich einen Scheiß um irgendwelche Genregrenzen, sondern mischt fröhlich was ihr in den Sinn kommt. Und so ist die neue `Portrait of Us` Videosingle irgendwo zwischen Symphonic und Prog Metal angesiedelt. Der Song entstammt dem gestern veröffentlichten Langeisen „A Fortress Called Home“.
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Lyrics:
She sheds a million tears on rainy bay windows
Your love like silent winters piled on evergreens
Your care, the cold stone in the fortress we called home
When autumn bleeds malted memories
You named me in my darkness
A prophecy unfolds
Now we’re cowards far apart
All you ever let me know
Love is angry
Love is cold
Love is absent
Never told
(Am I your carbon copy?
Am I your unborn son?)
Love is judgement
Love is wordless
Grudgingly accepts the worthless
(All that your lessons taught me
Life is to be won)
It was you who named me in my darkness
Raised me to perfection
Just remember pain and blame and fondness
Are stored in your reflection
I am a portrait of us
With lacquered claws, I beckon
Grand, sweeping gestures
And fanged expressions
For I am the villain in every story
All I ever wanted was to be more than
Cracked clean slates and tear-stained
Midnight confessions
Forgive me in all my
Failed perfections
Love is angry
Love is cold
Love is absent
Never told
(Am I your carbon copy?
Am I your unborn son?)
Love is judgement
Love is wordless
Grudgingly accepts the worthless
(All that your lessons taught me
Life is to be won)
It was you who named me in my darkness
Raised me to perfection
Just remember pain and blame and fondness
Are stored in your reflection
I am a portrait of you, me, and
Her eyes sparkle in illustrated firelight
While yours are wide in apprehension
Our colours faded in the gradient of time
What happened to those years?
Love is angry
Love is cold
Love is absent
Never told
(Am I your carbon copy?
Am I your unborn son?)
Love is judgement
Love is wordless
Grudgingly accepts the worthless
(All that your lessons taught me
Life is to be won)
It was you who named me in my darkness
Raised me to perfection
Just remember pain and blame and fondness
Are stored in your reflection
Father, forgive me if I’m your carbon copy
If I’m your unborn son
All that your lessons taught me
Life is to be won
I am a portrait of us