.​.​.​So We Burn

by The Electric Witch

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released 30 July 2013

Music: Zac Bentz
Lyrics and Voice: Marcus Matthews

Except:
Track #3 guitar by Brett Molitor
Track #6 written by Manami Matsumae with lyrics written by the Internet and voice by Zac Bentz.
Additional production on track #7 by Duck Duck Punch
Additional production on track #8 by Cities of Earth.

Design by Zac and Steph Bentz.

Thanks to Brett Molitor, Bryan Rudell, Michael King and especially to Steph. Sorry for all the bones.

See also:
zacbentz.bandcamp.com/album/assassin
zacbentz.bandcamp.com/album/nescapism

facebook.com/thelectricwitch
twitter.com/thelectricwitch
xeromusic.com/the-electric-witch

duckduckpunch.com
www.facebook.com/CitiesOfEarth

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Track Name: The Stumble
i'm at the empty center
looking in all directions
finding each the same

suffering a forced amnesia now
from the self-correction
no name

who left the backdoor open then...
let me see whats out there...
what can be?
i wavered, tripped and stumbled
rejected transformation
failed to see

universe
takes it turns
starts a fire
so we burn

sad events
we repent
sins like liars

somebody call my mother
i don't recall that number
find her please

they said i'd be at home here
said that i'd be welcomed
open arms

graduate…find a wife
get a life…move on

i tried
Track Name: Ice Murder
here among the trees
i set you free
here amongst the aged overgrown
stood aside the secret fields of home
resting now upon that sacred ground

sky and soul
preserve i where no one knows
we exist only here
upon the snow

here among the trees
its you and me
quieting the all sounding cold
safely kept and never to grow old
never weep and never hear a sound

sky and soul
preserve i where no one knows
we exist only here
upon the snow

can you see
as through glass the love in me
then perhaps you'll feel at home
among the trees

i can see from your eyes
that your last memories have died
and i know time will not soon repair
the damage caused during our lives

but when i join you there
the faded memories we share
will not count for a thing
to you or me