Currents - Vengeance

Vengeance by Currents Purchase, Stream at: https://bfan.link/vengeance-2 Visualizer by Chris Klumpp Recorded At: Chris Wiseman Recordings & The Brick Hithouse (Beacon, NY & Barnstable, Massachusetts) Produced by: Chris Wiseman & Ryan Leitru Drum Engineering by Shane Frisby and edited by Peter Rutcho Mixed by: Jeff Dunne Mastered by: Jeff Dunne Force this revolution, Dark marks behind our masks. Senseless execution, No mistakes and no forgiveness. Forced To be petrified and aimless. Dissolution’s revolution. We’ve succumbed to a violent shaking, We’ve become our breaking. I never wanted to be a victim, I thought I could rise above. No one prepares you for the answers, they make you but tear you apart. If there’s no way out, can we still break through? Recover from confinement? Could we we still be numb To the only truth That lies beyond us? Will we get stabbed in the back For what we chose When we were powerless? Buried in the sand, A shallow monument To our existence. You were the home that I could love; I stood silent before your grace. No longer vying for connection, We’ve become a tragedy. Cause every time we’re close to God, You pray for madness. And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden. Let the venom out, end the suffering. Is it ever enough? No it’s never enough. Executioner, judge and jury. Dying to find the hearts that bleed, Wasting our forgiveness. Hanging down Over us, Our confinement Coming in waves. Wolves at the throne, Taking what we’ve denied them. Judgment will be known. If there’s no way out can we still break through? Recover from confinement? Could we we still be numb To the only truth That lies beyond us? Will get stabbed in the back For what we chose When we were powerless? Buried in the sand, A shallow monument To our existence. You were the home that I could love; I stood silent before your grace. No longer vying for connection, We’ve become a tragedy. Cause every time we’re close to God, You pray for madness. And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden. Let the venom out, end the suffering. Is it ever enough? No it’s never enough. Executioner, judge and jury. Dying to find the hearts that bleed, No mistakes and no forgiveness.