Maelstrom

by Kryptik Metaphor

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released October 9, 2013

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Track Name: Maelstrom
What is the dictionary definition of a "hole", a "gap"?
"Blank" is a blanket term for the unknown
How do I feel something that's never been there?
Unreal, not real, derailed
Every kind of impossible

Something missing from my nothing
Something missing from my nothing

All hail the metronome
Malestrom, the inevitable
Day by day
People die
I'm waiting
Next in line

Don't despair, but if you do
Work on despair

Worked on despair
Got to be perfect at it by now

Something missing from my nothing
Something missing from my nothing

I don't pick the places where I fall
But I divert attention
I'm not ashamed
I just don't want to hear

Are you okay?

I don't give a fuck so you shouldn't give a fuck.
Track Name: Speaking of Vertigo...
These fingers tighten like a rope
Because I left my anchor somewhere out at sea
The chains have dragged along behind me
As I've scanned this poor city for pleasantries
And pleasing "please"s
To quell the hunger for a good night's slumber
Wrapped in the legs of any other
Promising the wildest dreams are true

I've shaken off the best of things
Just to taste the worst of things
I've seen it all; the rise and fall
The ebb and flow that leaves me cold

And what right do I have to say my part?
Everybody's suffering from a broken heart
I can't take another day inside this shell
Make life worth living or give me hell

We all know we have no reason to live
But we've still got the will to find one
And hell yeah, we're gonna find it or die trying
My face is known across the town on wanted posters
For this trail of broken bodies
All in the name of great expectations like everybody else

You're somewhere in the back of my mind
There's a Supernova in the back of my mind
There's a Supernova in the back of my mind at all times

And what right do I have to say my part?
Everybody's suffering from a broken heart
I can't take another day inside this shell
Make life worth living or give me hell

Casanova's a demon in regal attire
Make use of the rope around my wrists
Bind me to the man I never could commit to
What the fuck are you waiting for?

And what right do I have to say my part?
Everybody's suffering from a broken heart
I can't take another day inside this shell
Make life worth living or give me hell
Track Name: If This is My Chessboard Then You are the Queen
Do I keep tempting fate for something to do?
Something to prove? Feeling so moved
Once again I rise, rise, rise above
Such a sucker for the glory of love
Slipping in subtleties of my adoration
Completely ignoring any complication
We've got all the time in the world and still we panic
If we're not infatuated then we need to work on it

Put your hand in mine and we'll close our eyes
If we can't see it, we can't be seen
Put your hand in mine and don't fear a demise
Time and time again, we make the slate look clean

Do the highs outweigh the lows?
The fall is always so far and I know it shows
Yet still we fight to earn
Our destiny to love and be loved in return

The back and forth only strengthens my resolve
It's worth it to feel all that stress just dissolve, and
Good to know I've still got the skills
Good to know I've got the will to fulfil
Let's call this a game of hide and beguile
But deep inside I know it can only be a while
Before I fall head first into this surrender
I'm predictable, but does that mean I'm not versatile?

Put your faith in me and I'll claim the top of the world
And I'll do it in your honour, my dear
Put your hand in mine and don't fear the end
Why worry? Live for right now, right here

Do the highs outweigh the lows?
The fall is always so far and I know it shows
Yet still we fight to earn
Our destiny to love and be loved in return

What a surprise, I'm ahead of myself again
After all, has this even begun to begin?
All I've got to look back on is heartbreak and disappointment
Still, I want this despite the inevitable torment
And why is this?
How can this make sense?
Falling to death is hardly my intent
But what are the chances?
What are the chances?
What are the chances that this will all go so smooth?

Do I keep tempting fate for something to do?
Something to prove? Feeling so moved
Once again I rise to this
Rise to this
Rise to this.

Do the highs outweigh the lows?
The fall is always so far and I know it shows
Yet still we fight to earn
Our destiny to love and be loved in return

What are the chances? Fuck the chances.
Track Name: LCC
Atop The Tower Without Time in the master bedroom
To which I have returned without my messages questioned
You discuss with the thick air things we promised to leave alone
And let slip something that plays tricks with my mind

The purpose, the truth and the history
The purpose, the truth and the history
The purpose, the truth and the history
The purpose, the truth and the history

I have not been constructing a place of safety
I have instead been fortifying the one thing I want you to hate
And this realisation that a familiar messenger brings
Opens my eyes to so much more of what I detest

This Tower; the truth has been revealed
The mortar is of tears and the bricks are bruised
This Tower; the truth has been revealed
The mortar is of tears and my name bleeds from every brick

The Void has eaten itself this year thanks to you
Somehow I miss it because all that I take from it
Is unwavering bravery in the face of my own sadness
For the greater good of… whatever
In times of need we make promises we don’t keep
You make promises you won’t keep

The purpose, the truth and the history
The purpose, the truth and the history

This Tower; the truth has been revealed
The mortar is of tears and the bricks are bruised
This Tower; the truth has been revealed
The mortar is of tears and my name bleeds from every brick

This Tower; the truth has been revealed
And you pretend not to like it this way
Track Name: Raptorsharkbear
A night to celebrate something but I forget what it is
Whatever man, bring out the ale and the crisps
We play with music and we joke with lives
Occasionally I entwine your fingers with mine

You take a kiss, I return a smile
Friends are warming to us again
Everybody's feeling good, so it seems
The emotions are a proverbial feast

Everybody's feeling good, so it seems
The emotions are a proverbial feast
You take a kiss, I return a smile
The emotions are a proverbial feast

Then in comes the raptor

Slathered with shit and making no sense
A ring of fire around the lion's neck
Too many knives, too many knives
Knock on wood he won't knock on us
Knock him back straight on his ass

We band together to discuss the beast
As the uncertainty of this begins to increase
We lay in wait and let him say his peace
The emotions are a proverbial feast

Claws at the neck, words of violent spat
Watch who you're talking to, you silly twat
Tempers high and promises of blood
Back on the street, you fucking mug
Hours pass and no progress has been made
The worry drives some of us insane
We try to tame him with calm-ish words
Tired and impatient, he's had his turn

Slathered with shit and making no sense
"Maybe you should just leave"
Your courage makes me love you
His lunge makes me want to protect you

Get your hands off my girl.

An army of compatriots biding their time
With varying sympathy
We band together to stop the beast
The emotions are a proverbial feast

Knock on wood he won't knock on us
Knock him back straight on his ass

Oh, what a night we had.
Track Name: From Here Until Nova Scotia Says No
You never pushed me
But you get to watch me
I'm almost sorry to make you suffer my suffering
Sometimes all we need is to be weak
So we can plan our apologies for later

God bless the greatest of friends
God bless the greatest of friends

If I could have one wish I would waste it
Taking away the oceans
Rivers of longing that are not wanted
I want to force my longing into you

A picture of your eyes isn't quite as nice
As the real thing

Not just a pretty face
Unless I want you to be
I'm not taking you for granted, I'm so very grateful
But sometimes all we need is touch
So we can say our apologies for later

God bless the greatest of friends
God bless the greatest of friends

If I could have one wish I would waste it
Taking away the oceans
"How romantic" they'll say, not understanding
All we need is a bit of release

A picture of your lips isn't quite as nice
As the real thing

Not to dwell on trivial matters
But with this slight distance we're trivial
Not to dwell on trivial matters
But with this slight distance we're trivial

Tell me to stop
Oh please tell me to stop
Nothing good can come of this
What I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be inside of you

God bless the greatest of friends
God bless the greatest of friends
Track Name: She Holds the Detonator
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without

I'm not a joke
But I'm fairly sure I'd find this situation hilarious
If it wasn't drenched in my own blood
Physically and mentally
Bleeding, scarred
I'd make more sense if it didn't go to my head
Two pints of blood resting in between my ears

If you want something take it
Or rupture it until nothing else can recognise it
Let alone bare to have it
Body language is the one universal tongue and I hate it
Talk to me in words
Not passing, fleeting orders

Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without

She holds the detonator to me

Never pretend to have what you don't
And don't make a joke from a tragedy
"Too soon, too soon"
We've got no tact, but at least we smile
Don't you own two of those?
Don't you own two thousand of those?

That official seal of disapproval
And I approve of her belief in my delusional
Way of wanting what I can't quite reach
Not that I'd ever wanted her any less
Take a drill to my head
Drain this fucking blood that overthrows my balance
Drop the weights and break a hole or two in the concrete

Mind game master in the mirror
Mirror in the mind game master

Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
And suddenly released

She holds the detonator to me

I won't eat your words
If you ever fucking say them
I won't eat your soul
But it's too late to find out for sure
We're worth nothing when the tide comes in
And the tide was long overdue
So we were doomed to be drowned from the start

She holds the detonator to me
Track Name: Rope
It's hard to walk a straight line with this weight upon my back
A crime against you to forget it just like that
And I carried your name upon my sleeve for so long
All I want to know is; is what I'm doing wrong?

I make the choices that I hate
I hate the choices that I make

Am I fool to carry you through a life I owe?
Or is it feeding revenge; another lifetime stole?
If there's a God then he can give me a sign
If there's an end it will come in due time.

I make the choices that I hate
I hate the choices that I make

I have nothing to remember you by
Except the fact I am the reason
I have nothing to remember you by
Except the fact that I am here

I make the choices that I hate
I hate the choices that I make
Track Name: Everything I Love is Combustible
Let me go because I sure can't
Certainty would be lovely
But I'll always play the game of chance
My only weapon is persistent romance
Who am I to fight this current?
Making something of myself
And by "something" I mean "everything"
And by "myself" I mean "someone else"

Messiah myself to help you stand tall
Martyr myself when all the pieces fall

At least I tried
At least I try

Hold onto the smiles I deliver
God knows how long they'll last
You'll be interested up until I care
All your promises are just hot air
And I'll defend your every choice
I'll defend the knife in my back
And I'll come around in six months time
Dressing well to make you mine

Messiah myself to help you stand tall
Martyr myself when all the pieces fall

At least I tried
At least I try

It's too late to start anew but I don't want to start again
Track Name: Master of Unlocking
The sleep of reason brings forth monsters
I chase them around the floor at your bed
You're everything I never wanted
That's clear to everyone but myself
Shine on, indignant though you seem
Remarkably unremarkable
A needle in a haystack is solved
With the liberal application of fire

This dark night ends again in dawn
Whatever way it slides, every tongue has it's thorns
I am second to none to play the role of public enemy number one
I am second to none to play the role of public enemy number one

Paralyze my lips
Stapple me shut
We can't entertain the possibilty of me thinking aloud
Sympathetic action is the route to take to calm my nerves
Clear the decks
Set the table
Children are herded out to be seen and sacrificed
The storm cracks my shell again only to leave the pearl

I'll take a look around this dancefloor
I'll take a hook and score another mistake
These wings of murder are my gift to you

This silent disco is so monotone
I've been served a lemon SoCo with a side of petrone
I am second to none to play the role of public enemy number one
I am second to none to play the role of public enemy number one

One day this will all catch up with me
And find the word "late" carved into my body
This is my journal of daily indifference
From point A to point B amounting jury duty
Track Name: Speaking of Vertigo... (Reprise)
And what right do I have to say my part?
Everybody's suffering from a broken heart
I can't take another day inside this shell
Make life worth living or give me hell

What the fuck are you waiting for?
What the fuck are you waiting for?