Pulling up just in time to see our destination going up in flames.
After spending the lengthy ride, looking forward to this sleeping place.
While I’m looking up at the flaming balconies.
Smoke comes creeping out to drag me into the heat.
The ground is getting hot and starts to burn my feet.
Explosions sounding like apocalyptic harmonies.
Watch it all burn down,
Resist to be dragged in.
Taking photographs,
Of whatever’s left of it.
While I’m looking up at the flaming balconies.
Smoke comes creeping out to drag me into the heat.
It’s suffocating me.
Ex-o-ther-mic
Chemical reaction,
Inadequate prevention,
In an underground dimension.
Singing along to future songs,
While glowing shards, get scattered around the globe.
(my) Half-molten soles,
Stick to the ground.
(As I’m) setting fire to the youth hostel on fire.
To the car on fire.
To the face on fire.
All drenched in fuel, lighting up star bright in the night.
Faded photographs,
Remind me we once we’re near.
Reminiscing about,
What could have been.
While I was looking up at the flaming balconies.
Suddenly it hit me, (all) the time we wasted,
It was never meant to be.
(We were) So young, so young, so young….
Remnants of an era, now in ashes, lost forever, never to be restored.
(The) traces tell a story, charcoaled relics, smoldering ruins eroding the soil.
Riff-heavy, blown-out garage-punk from the UK's Dez Dare with lyrics aimed at the political forces of division and isolation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 18, 2021