You shout death at a funeral, fire when burning. So far from yourself you lose all discerning. It's comforting to know I'm not alone in the end. Hell’s captives have earned their scorched skin. Can't see the forest for the trees, you let the birds sing. You're fucking up the perfect calm to keep your throat clean. You lost your voice amongst the rain, but you keep screaming. But you live for this trying anything to feel dissonant. Brushed under the table I wish I was able to let this go again. You're fighting filth with disgust and it's boiling up casting harm with these hands of compassion. It's not supposed to be easy you were born of love. Now you squander these gifts with every last stone. Tear the blue from my eyes, rip the words from my throat. Lose yourself amongst those words. After all it's not your hearse. I have blinded myself things can be different than what I see. Always lost on another road. Have I cheated myself refusing to drink from a foreign stream? I'm afraid, yet expect to grow but how can we grow If we don't know ourselves? We don't know ourselves, you don't know yourself.
Really great. If you like Hail the Sun, DGD, I can't recommend these guys enough. This is one of my favourite albums of all time. Dwellings makes swancore with a twist - to my ears they have a more progressive-focused sound, and the lyrics and themes are always interesting and are what keeps bringing me back for another listen. CobaltSwiftpaw
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
Always thought this was an interesting spin off from hail the sun and this album plus the self title is some good shit! I met Donovan Melero in person and while I think the popularity has gone to his head, the drummer and base are cool guys! Neo