Joining me on this track is my long time friend and fellow musician James Wright, contributing a percussion performance that takes the song from an almost placid version of itself, to a blistering rock track complete with the desperation and wrath that the track is meant to capture. Click the button to find more of James' music on Spotify.
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Put on the war God's mantle and cut the umbilical
Hope no one's watching while you're falling on your
sword.
And while your tears may mame the skin, you can't
stop the horsemen, patiently waiting as you bleed out on
the floor.
One quiet night I woke up in this small house,
put a nail in my coffin so I know it won't let me down.
Don't want it creaking when I go to sleep in the fallout.
I'm just here for the art of the breakdown.
It's been a long time coming.
I'm just searching for something profound,
to recite when the lights go down.
I just hope that I don't let you down.
It's been a long time coming.
The nights was black.
The air was sweet.
The silence shattered by the screams.
In the distance sirens wailing, oh so clean.
You can hear the seals breaking...
It sounds like Revelation.
It's been a long time coming...
My god, it's been a long time coming...
It's been a long time coming...
My god, it's been a long time coming.
I'm just here for the art of the breakdown.
I'm just here for the art of the breakdown.
I've been searching for something profound.
To recite when the lights go down.
I just hope that I don't let you down.
I'm just here for the art of the breakdown.