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Ennui

by Black Palm

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1.
Ennui 02:21
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These weary days tell me stories. Stories that no longer sit well with me I haven’t felt myself in some time As this rain fills me with dying I’m not the believer You want me to be But I hope you meet yours that gives you the peace I promise you need not worry Any more about me. About me I feel the weight in these eyes As I walk among the trespasses tonight I’ve forgotten the miles of death That follow every waking hour I went to the coast And I abandoned the lot I’ve Been gone a year, Not entitled to much The waves that await, are colder than Christ The colors you paint that awaken the night Hear me now Without a face Leave me now I know when this will end Leave me now, I know when this will end I sit in my own sick With a stomach full of nerves, With the panic of this world I sit in my own sick With a stomach full of nerves, With the panic of this world Not sure if this is just Sadness and regret, Not sure if this is just The madness in my head I sit in my own sick With a stomach full of nerves, With the panic of this world I sit in my own sick With a stomach full of nerves, With the panic of this world Not sure if this is just Sadness and regret Being faced with mortality that tears me Close this casket, it’s over it’s been over for days Send me a wave, and I’ll wave it back The sun has set on you Send me a wave, and I’ll wave it back The sun has set on you So please just rest. Make way for the wave And I’ll see you there Make way for the wave And I’ll see you there I’ll see you there These days grow longer, with the symbol of eternity I promise I will stand by you, I promise I will be there too I haven’t the words left to say, haven’t the words to explain This hollow heart will heal in time allowing me to live this life Make way for the wave And I’ll see you soon These weary days tell me stories. Stories that no longer sit well with me That no longer it well with me
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This endless devour that keeps tearing at me This hostile energy That’s bruised and tortured There’s no separation From these sutures Endless devour that keeps tearing at me I wake to the realization I may not feel again These wolves have daggers To feast on everything I walk with the lust of never remembering How has it got so hard to fuckn breath? I want to watch this fade Oblivion I want to watch you fade Oblivion The breath among us has fallen on deaf ears This may be the only chance to be myself again The visions are binding tearing me apart within These tombs that will follow are holding in this fear The pressure is caving in The ending is failing again Revolving misery Endless devour that keeps tearing at me Unlace the binds that close this skin Unwind the face that veils within Sleepless and starving to see the Stars punch through my clouded skies These bones are a cage
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Furnace 07:10
This aging leather reaches A branch several inches away From the safety of the comfort Of an eastern morning kiss Like an arrow sticking through The heart of a mothers love This endless exchange Of a place not yet our own It’s too late These Days and colors Create a canvas For nature's eager mouth To resume to consume Create a canvas For nature's eager mouth To resume to consume What isn't picked cleaned Finds a furnace Where the remnants Become one in the same It’s all the same We're destined to crack A place where they gather Just Lower me Into the earth I must face this time alone Within the steps of roots Grown from this hollow heart Of an eastern oceans voice As the blades filter through The heart of a mothers love This endless exchange Of a home not yet our own It’s too late These Days and colors Create a canvas For nature's eager mouth To resume to consume To remember An existence of daily Uncomfortable Consciousness of me There's always a fiend, whose clawing There’s always a sun never rising To remember An existence of daily Uncomfortable Consciousness of me There's always a fiend, whose clawing There’s always a sun never rising Create a canvas For nature's eager mouth To resume to consume Create a canvas For nature's eager mouth To resume to consume What isn't picked cleaned Finds a furnace Where the remnants Become one in the same It’s all the same We're destined to crack At a place where they gather Just Lower me Into the earth The funeral The relief The bastard The disease I want no funeral I want no relief I’m the bastard I’m the disease
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All profits from album and merch sales for June 2020 will be donated to Black Lives Matter.

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released June 5, 2020

Black Palm:
Chris - Vocals
Jake - Guitar/Vocals
Jeff - Drums/Vocals
Justin - Guitar
Steve - Bass

All Music and Lyrics by Black Palm. Contributions from Eric Bouchard. Produced by Justin Licht and Anthony Medaglia. Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Anthony Medaglia at Sonic Titan Studios in Shelburne Falls, MA in March of 2020. Artwork and Layout by Bryan Ziolowski of Oakseeder Photography.

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Black Palm is a metal and hardcore quintet formed in Central Massachusetts USA circa 2017.

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