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Buried Alive

by Johnny Cremains

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1.
Buried Alive 04:08
Running out of air Running out of steam Running out of air Running out of….. I don’t imagine I’m not dead. A million miles from nowhere alone in the dark at night No idea what’s become of me, or who you really are And those damned nails, the box airtight Heart beating heavily, there’s a crowd gathered over me And I can barely breathe Just when you think it’s over and it’s only just a dream They take the only hope that’s left, and they bury it deep Running out of air Running out of steam A million miles from nowhere alone in the dark at night No idea what’s become of me, or who you really are And those damned nails, the box airtight Heart beating heavily, there’s a crowd gathered over me And they’re chanting all those evil things Just when you think it’s over and it’s all been just a dream They take the only hope that’s left, and they bury it deep There’s a crowd gathered over me that I can barely hear But the chanting of those evil things As loud as they can Running out of air Running out of steam Someone come and save me…..dig out, dig out
2.
Hotel Cecil 03:49
God it took her 6 days Man it took her one night Gotta find the way, the lid it closed behind Figure out the way that lid it closed tight Screams that never came to anyone that night She’s on her way, you know I know there’s no goddamn way she could have ever lift that door herself You know I know it’s a cold dead stare She couldn’t hop out with her mind tied tight You know I know, there’s no goddamn way she could ever lift that door herself You know I know, there’s no goddamn way she could ever lift that door herself lift that door herself, you know I know There’s no goddamn way, there’s no way… Figure out the way that elevator ride The doors stayed open, no one in sight Her demon hands on film making strange signs She up and walks away left it all behind Push the button to press door stays open Caught her by surprise her demon hands on film Someone hiding outside It’s the ghost surprise, it showed her way The scream that never came Leaked down the cold sorrowful mourning night. She’s on her way you know I know there’s no goddamn way she could have ever lift that door herself, you know I know it’s a cold dead stare She couldn’t hop out with her mind tied tight You know, I know it’s the ghost that stares You know, I know it’s the ghost instead There’s no goddamn way
3.
It seems out here every star is a black hole it says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths It’s all what they want to make you think It seems out here every star is a black hole, it says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong In the short rise of all A.I. Insurgence is grown in future R.O.M. It seems out here every star is a black hole It says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths It’s all what they want to make you think From the crawling strange decay, it has your name and face Its light reaching out to show you came In the short rise of all A.I. Insurgency is grown in future R.O.M… I’ve seen, oh it seems already wrong Days sun arise won’t arrive and your gaze sends them, sends them out to stand trial And you judge these saints and you’ll find their lies and you’ll hang them from on high And the days sun arise and it won’t arrive, and you’ll send them out…you’ll send them out to trial Then you’ll judge those saints and you’ll find their lies to hang them from, hang them all from on high In the wind and burning rain await, the ashes bury them in graves of everything. And your old and broken ways won’t save anyone or…or anything It seems out here every star is a black hole It says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths It’s all what they want to make you think From the crawling strange decay, It has your name and face Its light is reaching out to show you what you've not known In the short rise of all A.I. Insurgency is grown in future R.O.M… I’ve seen, oh it seems already wrong In the short rise of all A.I. Insurgency is crucified all day long.
4.
Malagamaniac 03:42
You came, you’re home A new way now Island house, a grave no doubt Shed your skins and start again Don’t waste your time never leaving town It seems you’re out of place and you’re on your own But you can’t back down from the horrors to come They’ll change everything and blame it on your bones, then they gave you all away and now you’re home They say you’re a castaway, no worth anymore Changed your life it seems according to reports Set your burning gaze to the ground its shores You can’t get around to make your way back home You gave your rights away when you were born It seems that our minds erased the memory of those storms It seems you’re out of place, and you’re on your own But you can’t back down from the horrors to come It seems you’re out of place and you’re on your own But you can’t back down from the horrors that come They’ll change everything and they’ll blame it on your bones, then they gave you all away and now you’re home

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"Tragic At Best"

ACT I

DEPR021

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released April 1, 2022

Sean Libby - Vocals
Douglas Porter - Guitar
Adam Cogswell - Drums
Erik Winter - Piano/Organ
David Joy - Bass

Additional Vocals by Renee Coolbrith
Sarah Mueller - Violin
Devon Coletta - Cello

Recorded and Mixed at Acadia Recording Company, Portland, ME by Todd Hutchinsen
Mastered at Studio Edison, Los Angeles, CA by Rob Kleiner

Cover Art "Conga To The Grave" by Julie Schuler

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