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Where The Cycle Breaks

by Giver

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1.
From the silence of a summit to the shock of the fall. We are blind and we are deaf, we do not heed the call. The arrogance. The selfishness. Oh dear, we do go wrong. But not for long, no, not for long. Every longing for more is a demon´s calling. Every empire on this earth has fallen. Nothing´s ever enough until we hit rock bottom. Every empire on this earth has fallen. There is euphoria, narcotic bliss and ease Numbing senses to the fact that a thing slips away the, the more you squeeze. And all this time we´ve been losing touch With everything before and after us. I´m bailing out. I´m bailing out. We are merchants of decay repeating history. I´m bailing out. I´m bailing out. We are merchants of decay repeating history. I´m bailing out before the lights go out. The second act´s a cul-de-sac. This ain´t no breeze you´re sensing now. The second act´s a cul-de-sac. It is a storm, raging and loud. And this ship sails fleetingly But is already so lost at sea. Well, the constant strife for a picture-perfect life Darkens the hall, illuminates the, the guiding light. And all this time we´ve been losing touch With everyone who doesn´t breathe thin air with us. I refuse to live life commonplace. I refuse to drift in selfish ways. I refuse to disavow the flood. I refuse to be another drop. Refuse. Renounce. Live up. Refuse. Renounce. Live up. Refuse. Renounce. Live up. Refuse to be just another drop. From the silence of a summit to the shock of the fall. We are blind and we are deaf, we do not heed the call. The arrogance. The selfishness. Oh dear, we do go wrong. But not for long, no, not for long. Every longing for more is a demon´s calling. Every empire on this earth has fallen. Nothing´s ever enough until we hit rock bottom. Every empire on this earth has fallen. Every longing for more is a demon´s calling. Every empire on this earth has fallen. The tables will turn, we can but stall them. Every empire on this earth has fallen.
2.
The Other 02:08
Must I rob you of your humanity to portrait mine? Are we all frontier-drawers, Still the obscure other, strangers in a strange land? There is no black and white, just shades of grey. It`s just a sad delusion of institutions which make us feel apart. And I won´t let these motherfuckers channel my fears Towards people I should see as my brothers and sisters. And I won´t see, what is not there. No. Us puppets dance no more and cut strings tonight. You are not skin and colour, tie and collar, cross and dollar sign. `Cause we are more than that. We are so complex. We are chaos and excess And let nothing divide us, separate us, turn "us" in "we" and "them". Eyes wide opened to the setting sun. The cowards, the bastards, the outcast sons. Out of time with the beating drum. The cynics, the liars, singing madman songs. Singing "Where do we go from here?"
3.
Made It Home 02:45
Winter´s over again. When the distance calls, you´ll be answering. This hurts every time. Promises and long goodbyes. With every day you choose to stay Grows the fear you´ll go away. Still your seat will always be kept for you And I am waiting. This place feels so fucking empty. We never know when you will come back home. When will we be a picture perfect family? A little boy needs his father. I hate these summers, sick of being alone. Day in, day out, but you won´t come back home. The smell of your skin lingers around. It keeps me safe and sound. A sad brother and a caring mother. An anxious son, come back home. When the leaves fall and the air is freezing our hearts will be filled with warmth. Winter comes and he will bring you back. You made it home. Made it Home. I hope you know you've been missed We are counting down the days `til this home will be fixed. I´ve waited half a year for your embrace. Winter´s here again. Home is calling you, you´re not answering. There is no end in sight, The darkness doesn´t yield to light. I hope you´ll find your peace of mind, I haven´t found mine left behind. Still your seat will always be kept for you And I am waiting.
4.
These footprints pave a track that knows no turning back ever again. Nothing is limitless. Nothing is infinite. There is an end. I wish you could see the world Some more miles down the road, Probably forty years from now With the winds we´ve sown. I wish you could see the world, `Cause with us to come undone There is no world to come, There is no world to come. Water runs from snow and won´t make amends. And a heavy silence lies upon the land. And all the guiltless lungs of our unborn sons deserve a better fate. And they can only dream of what could have been cause then it´s gone without a trace. We can raise the stakes ´til the causeway breaks! Nothing is limitless. Nothing is infinite. Please understand. I wish you could see the world Some more miles down the road Probably forty years from now With the winds we´ve sown I wish you could see the world `Cause with us to come undone There is no world to come, There is no world to come. Oh, what a splendid legacy that we pass on so recklessly. When wastelands take the trees and the weather claims the seas, What a time to be alive! What a time to be alive! Yeah, I do fear that this won´t be a place to raise our kids. Something you can´t create is gone… Something you can´t create is gone once it is erased. No world to come. (There) No world to come (Is) No world to come. There´s no world to come.
5.
What would we leave behind? Nothing in the middle of nowhere. A writing on the wall that decays. A mess that we call life. Unchased dreams, hollow pledges and countless missed chances. We were made to believe in the wrong things. We were made to believe that we're special. We don't have faith but we're still waiting for a miracle. Eyes closed, palms out. Still, there´s no saviour, no rescue plan. In these grey years we are dancing with the devils Underestimating the demons that still reign Over too many weak minds living life in vain. As something gnaws at our conscience we go through the motions. We were made to believe in the wrong things. We were made to believe that we're special. We don't have faith but we're still waiting for a miracle. We're chasing dreams of what we wanted to be. We're making promises that we couldn't keep. No heaven but we still pray. Don't behold the fact that we're rotting away. We are rotting away. We are rotting away. Don't behold the fact that we're rotting away. We are rotting away. Society is a masquerade. A mess that we call life. Unchased dreams, hollow pledges And countless missed chances. A mess that we call life.
6.
The hunger never stops. Pierces and drills, lingers and can´t be stilled. The hunter never sleeps. Ravening and deadbeat. Am I a consumer or am I being consumed? The gems weigh us down. Heavy lies every crown. The billboard plights a better life. The common creed. If we´d separate the things we want from those we need. Am I a light that only shines through shallow heat? If we´d separate the things we want from those we need. Are you rich, are you full, do you like all that stuff Which does afflict and console? Who defines what´s enough? And I don´t think any of us needs half the shit that we own. What doesn´t fit in your heart shouldn´t fit in your home. Desire is a bottomless pit and I can see my reflection in it. Desire is a bottomless pit and it´s so hard to keep it down. If we ever really tried to free our minds, Left everything we never truly loved behind. Oh, if we eventually took off our blinds, Paved a way out of cupidity, finally, then we could see We´re already rich. And out there is the better part of seven billion people Who each by themselves think "Alone, I can´t change anything on my own." But I´m not a slave `cause the daunting cage Is locked, the cage is guarded and blocked from the inside. And to bring on change is to rearrange What´s common, embrace what´s foreign. There lies a world beyond.
7.
The river seals the fate. Bitter and desolate It leads a callous ark Into the dark. Carriage of blue-eyed men. Off to uncertain ends. Sailors don´t stay the same. There´s land to tame. And the current runs to and fro, Crowded with memories of all the ships it has borne. Go, kiss your last goodbye. The sails are set, the wind blows right. Off, off into the night, white-crested waves of fight. Bearers of sword and fright, bearers of sacred light. Off, off into the night. Off, off into the night. Seeds of commonwealths, dreams of rich white men, Over the edge of the world it carried them. Shadows of the west, cast by rich white men, Into the heart of the dark the cold water ran. Heart of dark, forever broken and burned By a spark that only took and never returned. Swallow everything that has been there before. So we can start again behind coast and shore. The day this twilight land lies in the hollow hands Of those who followed sea to unknown mystery, There ain´t no self-control, no remains of stainless soul. Amongst the wilderness there reigns a bitterness. Seeds of commonwealths, dreams of rich white men, Over the edge of the world it carried them. Shadows of the west, cast by rich white men, Into the heart of the dark the cold water ran. The keen ship´s Not to return from wild winds and foreign shore. Hands that won´t hold your hand, lips that shall kiss no more. For every inch that´s gained, there goes a son. Let him float down the stream. A race that will never be won. The river seals the fate. Bitter and desolate It leads a callous ark into the dark. Heart of dark. Broken and beyond repair.
8.
Pills 04:17
Will this war inside expire Or is it just a ceasefire? Apathy, run through my veins. Numb the mind and ease the pain. Bleak teeth are digging in, it´s eating me alive. The beast that gnaws unseen resides on the inside. Moving lips surrounding me. Can't figure out which ones are talking to me. Don´t feel a part of anything. I´m on the outside looking in. Paradise has locked its gates. Fate and I always crossed blades. I drag my broken bones to you. My crushed spine leaves me paralysed In a place you can´t call life. But take these pills, soon you'll be fine. Will this war inside expire or is it just a ceasefire? Yeah, I am not a compromise. I am worse and I am better times. I got this voice inside my head. Tells me to stay in bed. This ain´t day and this ain´t night. This is dusk in dim and dull half-light. I fucking swear: These pills taste like living death. I´m losing grip. Let me feel anger again. It's not me who I am. These pills taste like living death. I´m losing grip. My mind is cleansing again. Hello darkness my old friend, I will come to talk to with you again. Love and hate become one and the same. The numbness, the daze and the void in my brain. A constant repeating inside my own head. Feelings went and they never came back. I hate being so stagnant and motionless. I won´t break into pieces and fragments. So I take a step back to myself, Drop this crutch and walk with my own feet. I´ll defeat this death, fill the emptiness, take control. Drop this crutch and walk with my own feet.
9.
I crossed out these lines so many times As I rewrote dead words to find the right rhymes. But nothing seemed to fit in, nothing could describe the animosity This world has to deal with. Instead of walking our paths hand in hand We stand as reckless rivals, alone in the end. We are born with a free mind, brought up to compete. Nothing ever tempts the pressure to succeed. A generation that lives to dig its own grave. I'm sure no one will ever speak their names. Working on their monuments, I won´t deliver my bones. This casket will be filled with stones. The steady contest leaves us desperate and blind. We´ve grown heartless, tired, grave and unkind. When the body´s a machine, one unlearns sympathy. Still the wheel spins on, so viciously. A generation that lives to dig its own grave. I'm sure no one will ever speak their names. Working on their monuments, I won´t deliver my bones. This casket will be filled with stones. Where the cycle breaks comes the machinery to rest. And the mind awakes, sees its place and role in this, becomes dangerous. As fathers go their sons will grow And nothing mends the steady flow And man remains man´s greatest foe. Are we never enough? Never strong enough, never fast enough? Are we never enough? Never beautiful, never good enough? ´Cause it seems like I am always a little less of everything this world wants me to be. And it seems like I am always one step away of accomplishing anything. Where the cycle breaks comes the machinery to rest. And the mind awakes, sees its place and role in this, Becomes dangerous, becomes dangerous, becomes dangerous. We are dangerous.
10.
Weightless 03:14
Tragedy, tell me what the hell you've done to me. It feels like I'm my own worst enemy Reflecting everything I used to dream. Life is a melody, a symphony to my own misery. Tragedy, tell me what the hell you've done to me. It feels like I'm my own worst enemy. I can't handle myself, I just lost it. Oh, you took a part of me, I couldn't comprehend it. I was losing touch with everyone to trust, buried myself in self-disgust. Rising with a steady breeze to endure, there's a harming cold I cannot ignore. You made the tides stop turning. You pulled the plug of gravity. You made my heart stop yearning. Weightless, that´s what I seem to be. You made the tides stop turning. You made my heart stop yearning. Levitation, can't keep my feet on the ground. Devastation of what made me safe and sound. Acceleration of everything around me while I´m stuck in place. Yeah, I´ll never be free. Jarring chords confound me and I'll never be free. Tragedy, tell me what the hell you've done to me. It feels like I'm my own worst enemy reflecting everything I used to dream. And it seems that as I levitate, feelings start to decimate. Tried to stop the melody that I used to hate. Every further cut, deeper as the first one. Will I miss this symphony? Soon I'll be gone. Existence is a fight. The day´s absence is the night. Dark is just another name for light is just another name for dark is just another name for light is just another name for dark is just another name for light is just another name for dark. And I´ll never be free.
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released January 26, 2018

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