The new single "Broken Home", taken from the upcoming album "Broken Home".
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Produced, mixed and mastered by Jens Böthin
Co-Produced by Marvin van den Boom
Director, Editor - Chris Hesse (Strangeworks)
Supported by Initiative Musik gGmbH with project funds from the Federal Government Commissioner for Culture and Media
Copyright by Traveller under exclusive license to Blood Blast Distribution.
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Lyrics:
Out of nowhere, pain's grip won't relent
Taken by surprise, my soul starts to bend
With snow on the streets our struggles unfold
Together, alone, in concerns untold
I wish the pain was as fleeting as the happiness
Yet agony lingers, an enduring embrace
Shared despair, like ink on parchment bled
Together, alone, our souls withered and spread
I made a pact with the devil
To engrave my heart on my sleeve
I made a pact with the devil
From now on I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
No grief no guilt
I paid the price in my blood that's been spilled
No guilt, just shame
Of how much of a loss I became
This is how our story unfolds
A tale of a broken home
I was left outside in the cold
In the shards of our broken home
Four four six two nine
Where the story unfolds
A tale of a broken home
Four four six two nine
Left in the cold, cut by shards of a broken home
Amid shadows, seeking glimmer of hope
In the night's embrace, when despair shows
It's like I'm frozen tonight, I'm frozen in time
I'm frozen in
Unyielding pain, this depression won't end
Unable to move, Soul broken and bent
(When) the snow slowly melts off the roads
In darkness, alone, through darkness I roam
I made a pact with the devil
To engrave my heart on my sleeve
I made a pact with the devil
From now on I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
No grief no guilt
I paid the price in my blood that's been spilled
No guilt, just shame
Of how much of a loss I became
This is how our story unfolds
A tale of a broken home
I was left outside in the cold
In the shards of our broken home
Four four six two nine
Where the story unfolds
A tale of a broken home
Four four six two nine
Left in the cold, cut by shards of a broken home
Four four six two nine
Where the story unfolds
A tale of a broken home
Four four six two nine
Left in the cold, a tale of a broken home