Recorded at Ardent Studios/Secret Team Headquarters in Spring 2012.
released June 29, 2012
'Yore' is a Scottish word meaning "times past lived.". The content on this album deals with accepting your not so high place in the grand scheme of things and understanding that it's not the worst place to be. It also deals with past friendships and relationships in the sense of recognizing that without those experiences, we are without character. There's people in our lives that aren't meant to stay, no matter how long you know them and how much you share with them. They see you at your worst moments, bask with you in your best, and reciprocate your thoughts and feelings. One day you step outside yourself and take a look at this connection and realize you never had it to begin with. It leaves you baffled, upset, and shakes your very convictions in ways you don't understand. This album is about taking those array of emotions and (hopefully) putting them to rest. Thank you for listening.
Track Name: Slithering Snakes on These Slandering Mountains
look at all these people that have come and gone like the common cold.
all the while grabbing up pieces of a past whim that take root in my head as anything but.
if i could choose one reason or excuse as to why the fallouts never hit the ground.
i would say i never knew you in the first place.
a self righteous agenda with a mix of a lost cause will leave you puking you out every last bit of yourself.
the world will always get the last laugh as you become the next piece of grass to be shit on by the next pig.
the world will proudly keep on spinning to its own beat.
in this sick process of enriching the earth with your own carcass,
you will find your heart has nothing to offer except the pleading of a last beat that will reverberate to the surface.
"I just want to fall into place."
Track Name: An Avalanche of Broncos
And i hope even when it's hopeless
I dream even though i can't relive them once.
But i love and I thank our absent God that you love me back.
And so it goes i don't know which legacy to leave behind.
to build up a bond with another being,
or keep building upon the soul i have forged
intertwined with every decision that is made.
Torturing everything fleeting to broken homes that pose as havens.
And i speak with such eagerness towards
judging my actions on how hard i push others.
I speak with such twisting tongues to where i can't even get one word out.
All towards a paradise that your love could destroy.
Track Name: Pending
take a seat and wonder if it all feels familiar
somewhere deep inside my mind the thoughts are intertwining
restless with a senseless fear of if im really living
watching more exciting stories unfold all around me
i am tired of calling you my friend
all of this time i've been looking up to you
only to see you looking down on all of us
clinging to every last word of your sentences
hoping to be the one
will you die for me?
the sins of myself wont let up
i am at the center of hell
Track Name: KWP
what's with this sense of urgency?
didn't you get your fix with how fast time has flown by as if you had wings yourself?
i resent my coming of age as an act of cruelty.
romantics fizzle away as day by day comes to a close.
so hand me a wheelchair already
so i can live out my final days with a fake smile
our lives are one way fates decided upon the first time our mothers hold us.
always to be cradled by some sort of ambiguity.
i would kill for a black and white life,
but instead i've come out black and blue and obliterated any truths that fall on my doorstep.
is this what i was put on this earth for?
Track Name: Seppuku
forget everything we were
a passion misplaced in a shoebox of whims.
a judas in streetclothes.
a nomad to cultures.
a spineless shapeshifter.
blinded by the sins of another you are a saint.
in my eyes you are just the same.
to make a new connection
shed your old ways under the spotlight
shed your old ways of a saint.
i have come so far in an aging sense.
time is always an enemy with no cue or pretense.
so come away with me unto a bloodbuilt shed.
for all the souls i saved have shot me dead.
all i did was show you what you don't have,
so you can now take the knife out of my back.
Track Name: To Become Corroded, Guided by the Light
I love the days when the sky casts a shadow so dismal
it could be considered a projection of my own existence.
You don't deserve the luxury of depression if you're the one who dares
throw yourself into that void.
It's been ages since i've molded an appreciation for every event that brings me tranquility.
What do you do when it becomes second nature?
The rain washes the filth up onto the shore.
I turn a blind eye until i have been blinded.
But in the event of regaining my sight
i've learned there's only one truth between me and you.
I am a stepping stone as you are the rubble beneath my feet.
Track Name: Harrowing Sounds from the Ravine
to forget our past is to forget ourselves.
i found you in a crater full of times past lived.
times before we burned down the sheltered homes and bridges that kept us young.
towards a new plateau is where we're going,
but i don't even want to see what's over that ledge.
it's been burnt to a crisp by the mirror image of the devil i see every morning.
even after fake attempts at finding myself,
i still know that im miles closer than you will ever be.
im relishing our next meeting.
for i have perfected apathy in the face of nostalgia.