From the recording Lineage
Ron Tippin - Vocals, drums, rhythm guitar
Zach Tippin - Lead guitar and bass
Music and lyrics by Ron Tippin
Lyrics
Cycles
The pendulum
Marks the phases of your sun
Back and forth in time
Wired in a nameless tongue
Pry an open sore
Seal it off
Before it spreads its spores
Fencing in your cynic heart
Beating only for
This hole that you're with
Blind at the sight of the one
That you call your flesh
Your eyes
Bleed at the sign of this
Parasites
Leeching off your orphaned blood
Spewing bold advice
How their pseudo-wit offends so
It's almost as you dreamed it was
Mourning for the life
You lost in your wake
Blind at the sight of the one
That you call your flesh
Your eyes
Bleed at the sign of this
Blind at the sight
Of the one that you break bread with
And the silence of all your friends
It so rings true and
Only now that you know
That you've tried your best
You know it's useless
Pulled apart by
The force you know
You can't just stay away from
All along it's at home
Where you can't find rest
Now
Blackened ice
Feeding off the zero-sum
Ebb and flow collide
Surely this could be the one
Through and through
Is there not to be a lesson learned
Losing all to live your life
Only for the one who wants it
Their way
Blind at the sight of the one
That you call your flesh
Torn from the side of the one
That you're in bed with
Blind at the sight
Of the one that you call your flesh
Sold on the high
Of the drug that you wrestle with
Blind at the sight of the one
That you call your flesh
Your eyes bleed at the sign of this