Live Session #1- “I Know You’ll Come for the People Like Me”

First live broadcast from the Sounder Plains HQ. Subscribe to the YouTube channel to be informed of future broadcasts. 

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Why Die For Danzig?

A demagogue bolstered by an idiocracy
A weak resilience hindered with fear
What if they come for us?
Wouldn’t it be easier to look away?
Let them take what they want and leave
They promised to leave us alone afterwards
The mentality of passing the buck
The false hopes of mortal thought
A hope that morality would overcome corruption
Don’t people know boundlessness is real?
Evil will never forget the dues billed
All those times eyes have averted
Not feeling the guilt over their
Babies were eaten by demons
Mothers were raped through endless nights
Their offspring to rule the wastelands
A 50 year empire to destroy idealism
A virulent pragmatism ruling the land

Missing Out

I can’t help but feel like I’m not where I should be
I have ventured down some endless side road
No life but the lights in my head
Solitude that somehow invaded
Creeping the strings that hold your heart
Looking ugly in the mirror after the start
I’ve lost almost every battle I’ve fought
What makes it worst was I did it on purpose
I set myself up to lose
I only know this because I see the parallel life
Everything that could have been achieved
A future that was being handed to me
A choice of a wife, a career, a house
No dark nights medicated under a howling wind
Only love and proper meals
Receiving a kiss for almost all the rest of my days
That is what I gave up
In some immature smack of the hand
Rejecting things that pled to be accepted
Made cases for how it would save me
Though I didn’t care
I moved alone into the desert
Leaving the future to shatter with disbelief
Now I am in the other zone
Where there is no meaning to my future
Just a roadblock in the way of others
A memory most will choose to forget
Just a footnote amongst infinite depth

Sabotage

I’ve always known someone was hindering me
Some unplaceable weight to bode over
Senseless pressure for a haunting ghost
A reverse feeling through dyslexic lenses
Somewhere something someone
Did any eyes see me fall?
Could there be an escape?
Is anyone even fucking listening?
Doubled efforts and sullied sorts
Setting down placating loyalty
Fuck the gods I have worshipped
Those false prophets of ecstasy
Fuck the Gods
Fuck the People
Hatred boiling over a pot of turmoil
Can I really push aside everything?
Can it fucking work if I don’t work?

Will Not End

The world will not end in my lifetime
That may be my only consolation prize
Despite the seeds we plant for the future
Continued declaration against our mother
Ever warming to a point break
Silence before the gasping decision
Though not in my lifetime
I will see neon waiting for consumption
Feel me and fuck me
See it and go there
Drowning in a haze
Tactical mentions in others’ minds
More reasons to smile after the end
Consideration wasn’t placed properly
The reverberations of our actions continue
Bouncing off the walls of time
An endless ripple effect
All is because of before
Never is always never
The past determines our movements
Seldom will there be sudden switches in viewpoint
Even less a lasting change in behavior
So after years of riding the current
Are we damned to ashes?
Has the past forever directed our turns?
Do we ever have a decision?

Honestly

Honestly, what is the fucking point?
People don’t act like they really are
A bar is filled with smoke and mirrors
Half hearted attempts to seem human
To have an aura of intrigue for attraction
It’s all fake
All is a pile of bullshit
All is sped up and pitch shifted to dissonance
The notes make no sense anymore
The melody intoxicates and jitters
The rhythm tries too hard
Not knowing where to turn
Shots that make me shiver in fright
Nostrils tangled up with the demons
All for what?
To meet a woman to have a family with?
HERE?!
This den of sin that attracts the lowest rungs
These walls hold the mold of counterpoint
Wanting one direction, moving the other
Contrapuntal movements tangle the stride
Trip over your own ambitions
One of the only dreams you ever had
And now the clock ticks your derailments
Side step after evacuation
Squandering what could have been
Some stability traded for tons of turbulence
A desire to crash while begging for the sky
Jesus, you really need to narrow your vision
You can’t have love and loneliness at the same time.

The Need to Move On

How long can the punishment last?
The slow dive of a knife
Burrowing under skin
Thrust and twist
Looking into eyes you trust
The only set that could break you
Those irises that left long ago
You lay there on the floor
Still reeling in a pool of dried blood
Vacant eyes hint towards deep thought
A quelling resurgence to take over
Maybe it is time to stand
To take the knife out of your side
Deal with the wound
Take a look around
See how the world moved on without you
See how you were of no consequence
How your former self was pitiful
Alone and sedentary
A parasite in the millennial generation

Though, hope doesn’t need to be lost
You could walk taller and correct your path
Get on the right road
Clear your vision
Let the wound scab over
Reject any further explorations of the pit
Deny the dark night into your soul
Let the light focus it’s shine on you
Next to the ocean
Stretched muscles and a full heart
Isn’t that the mission?