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Genre: | Metal |
Released: | November 2017 |
URL: | /sndblnd.co/3Mc1 |
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Simon Wright ("SimonW")Lyrics Edinburgh United Kingdom |
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Billy LeCoq-Mauvais ("sriracha")Guitars, Bass, Orchestral sounds, Mixing and Mastering Swamp Yankee Pitcairn |
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Andrea Spaziale ("AndreaSpace")Drums Casale Monferrato Alessandria Italy |
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Doug Schlimmer ("dioislife")Vocals commerce Michigan USA |
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Billy LeCoq-Mauvais ("sriracha")Guitars, Bass, Orchestral sounds, Mixing and Mastering Swamp Yankee Pitcairn |
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Andrea Spaziale ("AndreaSpace")Drums Casale Monferrato Alessandria Italy |
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Simon Wright ("SimonW")Lyrics Edinburgh United Kingdom |
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Doug Schlimmer ("dioislife")Vocals commerce Michigan USA |
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Originally written in January 2006, so Ghosts has been a long time in the making! I think the thing that triggered the song was a news story about war time atrocities that were being unearthed in the aftermath of the wars in the Balkans. However, the specifics of the combatants aren't essential; it's basically just a song about the atrocities and dehumanisation that can happen in any conflict.
Ghosts
(Verse 1)
With hands crossed on chests
In coffins of wood,
In graves marked and honoured
Buried in their suits.
That?s how we bury our dead
That?s how we buried our dead
When they came to our town.
(Verse 2)
With limbs bloodied flung
In pits in the ground,
Spat on pissed on
Piled high in a mound
That?s how we bury their dead.
That?s how we buried their dead
When we came to their town.
(Chorus)
Ghosts that haunt us
With whispers at night
Ghosts that reproach us
With innocent eyes.
(Verse 3)
We trusted to the silence
But the dead would not lie,
They invade our nights
Pervade in our minds.
Now they?re dug from the ground
Now they?re not lost but found
As the world comes to our towns.
(Verse 4)
Yes, they?re raised from slumber
With names on their lips,
Teeth and bones in trays
Which speak to our guilt
Now they?re talking again
Of a time that was then
As the world peers at our towns.
(Chorus)
Ghosts that haunt us
With whispers at night
Ghosts that reproach us
With innocent eyes.
(Spoken)
Over the brow of the hill we crept
Oblivious to the idyll of the moon-lit surround.
With guns clenched in fists,
And hate in our hearts,
We laid ruin to more than their lives
As we tore our damned selves apart.
(Chorus)
Ghosts that haunt us
With whispers at night
Ghosts that reproach us
With innocent eyes.
(Chorus)
Ghosts that haunt us
With whispers at night
Ghosts that reproach us
With innocent eyes.
(Spoken)
Over the brow of the hill we crept
Oblivious to the idyll of the moon-lit surround.
With guns clenched in fists,
And hate in our hearts,
We laid ruin to more than their lives
As we tore our damned selves apart.
Written by Simon Wright
(December 2016)
Casale Monferrato Alessandria Italy
Edinburgh United Kingdom
Swamp Yankee Pitcairn
commerce Michigan USA