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Discovery

by Spire

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1.
Impressions 04:32
Careless! Careless traces in the sands to be washed away by the hands of a new generation. The way is lost. To help a fallen man is to save the next. Save the next. We have a choice to cast aside our limits to redeem a plague and preserve the time. Would you choose to follow or push on ahead leading troubled hearts with a stronger will? The heat from the sun evacuates the planet. Light up the sky or take in the bleak, frigid miles on lonely shores. Light up the sky. We are stronger still.
2.
Heed my words! Behold son, trials lie ahead. I see storms in a glimpse on your horizon. You shall deliver warmth into the frozen age. Look, we are riding the winds. This is the dark, exhaling ice; the infest of decadence inside. We must assume the worst when human consciousness reverts us to begging like dogs. We must not allow this. Reinvent the race. Listen. If we should see the progress, then light return to the sun; the absence of essence. Enveloped in darkness we will become. I oblige you, my son. Stay the sails with us towards the new dawn. You give us a hope for tides to turn. You give me a cause, I give you my words. Dividing the ice with our tradition.
3.
Go on, deny the gods. Move on against the odds. The prophecy foretold our apocalyptic nature to believe we’ve lost a cause – this unbearable waste, the catalyst for our extinction. Embrace the night. They say the grass is greener on the other side. Decay and withering. Disrupted long-corrupted manmade throne. Our destiny unfolds. May I remind you, we are not alone. Her memory erodes by the grasp through the deadly undertow. Embrace the night. Our will is broken. Tell us why we’re still alive. Decay and suffering, our future holds when she reclaims her throne. And she will. Go on, deny the gods. Move on against the odds.
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[Instrumental]
5.
A treacherous curse by foul hands. Wandering soul, what I am. This plagued mind is all that rots in me. Last shred of life. Blow after blow of hurricane winds have finally cracked the stern of this ship I am aboard during my journey through life. Answer me great waters, are you the bringer of purpose? Descent of body into mind. Eyes are shut! Drifting through the hope-filled emptiness and I’m gone. On trial for way too long. Oh, how it can make a man succumb to the silence. Transcend beyond imagination. The emission of light expanding to pierce the skyline with the calming sea, cleanse the surface of opacity. Descent of body into mind. Opened eyes! Crafting melodies from turning tides, I am here. The obscured became so clear. Oh, how it can lead a man to embrace the silence. Transcend into the platinum tree.
6.
In the seconds to pass, a door is opened in front of me. The end of paradise – my mind is ready to take human form. I am filled with the answer now, breathe. Questions incite my direction. Who can be saved? And who is too far gone to realize? I have escaped from this world to look from the outside in. There are too many of us, the rising numbers of all those forfeiting our trust. They will not understand why we neglect the neglectful of negligent tyranny. They take you for granted. What will we do while we are here? I think you know what needs to be done. We are puppets subdued by compulsive hands raised by greed. Change is the only way to avoid the decay of contemporary culture. Give me a chance to cut the strings. Lifeforce, carry me. Stay the course so that I may find my peace. Lifeforce, guide our way. Stay the course so that we will find our place. I have learned to break design, conformity left behind, to find my way back to you.

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released March 4, 2011

Jesse Peacemaker - vocals, keys
Lawrence Chiappone - bass
Pat Young - guitars, vocals
Michael Elliott - drums

Engineered by Loren Littlejohn
Recorded, mixed , and mastered at Nerol Studio in Auburn, NY
Produced by Pat Young
Artwork by Emily Gerace
Artwork concept by Lawrence Chiappone
Graphic Design by Pat Young and Michael Elliott
All music written and performed by Spire.

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