Descent

by Time and Tide

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1.
War's Own 06:10
Conscience free? (Free me) Burning me. (Burn me) All I see. (See me) End of dreams. (Dreaming) We sang ring around the war zone Halos swapped for broken crowns Acid burning us to ashes Just before we all fall down Moved like ghosts across the landscape Strangers from another land Singing praises to the darkness Quick and dead walk hand in hand Conscience free? (Free me) Burning me. (Burn me) All I see. (See me) End of dreams. (Dreaming) Trading dreaming for these weapons Singing one for all and all for one Dancing with the great Red Dragon And the woman clothed with sun Conscience free? (Free me) Burning me. (Burn me) All I see. (See me) End of dreams. (Dreaming) Singing ring around the war zone Singing all for one and one for all Singing praises to the darkness Singing as we take the fall
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(Instrumental)
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Pareidolia 08:19
Hardened minds and harder hearts always look for ways to relieve their ache Subconscious bowed and now suggestive fantastic tales that can now elate Soothe the din with wild distractions, console the soul with grand beliefs Misinform. Placate the senses. Find the ways to fulfill the needs. This is not the truth let me show you why Staging the events no one really died All of it a lie, no one there to save Showing off the rows of their empty graves Fabricate a way to gain sympathy Pulling on the reigns of society What we feel Not the same as what we see Conspiracy or real? Do we know? Is it just belief? This is not the truth, it’s a federal plan Explanation-less sights that aren’t made by man Feed and fan the flames of hysteria With talk of labs and restricted areas Fabricate a lost credibility Pulling on the reigns of society What we feel Not the same as what we see Conspiracy or real? Do we know? Is it just belief? To know, to feel this spin, this wheel The truth a lie, deceptions plied Control, command: a master plan Conspire: a theme. Collude and scheme
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Fill another ash tray, click another link My world's no longer spinning I don't know what to think Taught in school to connect the dots And color within the lines By the first percent who pull the strings Of the last ninety nine Of the last ninety nine GMO's in our dinner, under a checkered sky Have some smoke with your mirrors Is it a fucking lie? Now l lay me down to sleep The one percent will count their sheep Don't sleep deeply anymore Waiting for blood washed shores Waiting for blood washed shores The boob tubes all gone. The YouTube's now on Is it all a con? Am I just a pawn? Searching for what might be the truth Working with such diligence While longing for the sweetest bliss That’s gifted by ignorance Thinking that what might be truth Would someday set me free Cursing now and every day That l had found the key That l had found the key
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Bottom of the bottle, bottom of the soul Staring down the barrel, bottom of the hole Bottoms up till bottom out, now talking to the walls Staring down the barrel… When did faith dissolve? It’s getting time… When does faith dissolve? Two tours in the desert, soul left in the sands Staring down that barrel staring back again Stars and stripes forever have become these shaky hands Salvation lost as hope and faith dissolve inside the man It’s getting time… How can faith evolve? It’s getting time… When did faith dissolve? The puppeteers won’t pull these strings, leave no note behind Disintegration of the faith, you know it’s getting time Time to shed the mortal coil that keeps this endless night Shuffle off this mortal coil and walk toward a warmer light. If you must know why - While half the world cries Half pretend and smile As the world revolves - Belief can disband All while faith dissolves.

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A dark and brooding portrait of PTSD and conspiracy.

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released November 11, 2018

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Time and Tide Boston, Massachusetts

TIME and TIDE are a progressive rock band from the Boston area. Melding melodic, soaring passages with heavy, sometimes complex rhythms, the band cuts its own path through the sonic landscapes.

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