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Waning, chance of flight
Dire’s set the path
Walking agony of rude
Fading reasoning for truth

Calamity is all I feel
The vacuity surrounding me
Sickens me deeply

It’s the crooked cycle
A maddening rut
To traverse between the planes
From the oniric to the wake

There’s a brewing crisis, of might and men
Existencial ambiguity breeding violence

A million gawkers wonder
How hell freezes over and heaven melts to
Make for the liquor that drenches their minds
It’s the poison that soothes them

Seedy intentions, no one to trust
Wasting hours on end
On bewitching stars

Turn on the ally
You dared to call friend
For the evil within you
Is expelled as you rust

If there's wrong all over
Boiling in the cauldron
It must be the beholder
Whose gaze is frozen

A match and a gas tank
May entertain the night
For there’s nothing worth saving from the fire

Wreaths the air, intoxicates
Such is the taste of charred human waste

A round´ the clock routine
Nothing else beneath
Till reach my deathbed, it beckons me

A call to loathe
A bond was struck
A cell from which I watch with scorn

Coalescent scar made not in vain
There’s meaning in suffering, life is pain
This is what it will be, you’re bone and flesh
Torn by conscience, not by faith

Pathos unnerving
The seed of the ending
Feel undeserving
Of any second chance

As it befits to those unwilling
to shed their skin, revolve from within

Vex the wandering
Through your squandering
Acumen plummeting
Absconding Sanity

Trample the meek
Purposefully, to defeat
The malady that’s
Cursing humanity

Don’t know relief
I grind my teeth
And clench my fists
To quench my seethe

Veering, condescending
This whirling is nauseating
Who's it gonna be
The upper, the lower or me

What else could I see
But painted tragedy

How do you dare turn to fear
And to the vacuous frontier
Know my intentions are clear

Callous

Foul

Despot

Fool

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from Where The Waves Conspire, released December 10, 2021

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Cobaltide Madrid, Spain

Cobaltide nace de la mano de Juan Tides, Rodri Lowdli y Javi Holcast tras mas de cinco años tocando juntos en la escena de Madrid. Tras la defunción de su anterior proyecto, deciden centrarse en la creación de algo en lo que poder volcar todas sus influencias. ... more

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