Could birds smell humans? Did they hear heartbeats? Well, if they did, they would be on Frederico within moments. Mother would have to do something. No prayer came to mind. Mother of Crow would help them if she so wanted. But that, the monk conceded was a big fat if. He peered out in the dim corridor and listened to the approaching clatter. They had just run out of time. To the left, the passage lead to a narrow doorway, inside was a dark stairwell, and at the bottom, winding passages slowly opened up into the vast catacombs. The resting place for centuries of believers, sinners, and nobility with the money to pay their way to the heavenly realms of sky and all knowing. The space beneath the monastery stored tens of thousands of bones mingled with treasures guaranteed to pave the way to bliss. The place gave Frederico the creeps. Even if it hadn’t, it was a dead end in every meaning of the words.
lyrics
There's voices in your dreams.
There's promises of a new realities.
Come lay your praise upon me.
Come discover how to.
Buy a ticket to the afterlife, just in case you fall.
Tell me the price for Salvation
Catering for resurrection.
Tell me the weight of your glory.
In a word, in a dream, and it's on you.
To pay your way there.
That feeling of a lost eternity.
Tormenting of the one that wants to be.
The only love that matters.
The only death to count for.
Another ticket to the afterlife just
Tell me the price for Salvation
Catering for resurrection.
Tell me the weight of your glory.
In a word, in a dream, and it's on you to pay your way there. In case you fall.
Beasts of burden carry your soul
To the afterlife.
The aftermath of living.
In a silent world you carry your song.
To the forevermore, in a foreign land, the word you seek is why.
Your burden is a beast.
Pulling the weight of glory.
To the afterlife.
The aftermath of living.
Just living on.
Just living on.
Tell me the price for Salvation
Catering for resurrection.
Tell me the weight of your glory.
In a word, in a dream, and it's on you.
To pay your way there.
Tell me the price for Salvation
Catering for resurrection.
Tell me the weight of your glory.
Just a word in a dream and there's nothing but you.
Forever more.
credits
from Corium,
released March 10, 2019
Bill Babcock: Guitars, Keyboards, Drum Hackery
Jordi Ribas: Bass
Jenny K Brennan: Vocals, Lyrics
Icarus machine formed 2015 with Bill Babcock (United States) as Maker of Music and Jenny K. Brennan (Canada) as
Storyteller vocalist.
This Sundered World is steam-punk fiction which inspired our first album.
Jordi Ribas (Spain) joined the band on bass.
After the release of Corium, Ben Theobald (Ireland) joined as drummer....more
Finnish death metallers leaven infernal dynamics with triumphant, infectious melodies, striking a compelling balance between grit and grace. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 25, 2023