Frozen Charlottes at Lux for Life XI : Residue

Debut album available for listening and pre-order at https://frozencharlottes.bandcamp.com/album/wax-venus

Rest your eyes
Feel the last breath of the rising tide
Protect your throne
Spend the gold before the church bell tolls
Your hands conceal
Gouge your grief into the lands you steal
The beds you knew
Are fading names inside an old tattoo

Edges of the clearings
In talks of disappearing
Our faith can't afford its vows

Houses of the wretched
Armed with your defenses
A spy is living in your walls

The swords above your head
Are waiting to be bled
You are running towards the warning signs

Heights of towers
Seize your powers

The pulse has closed
Ghost ships set sail
And where you go
Is of no consequence you'll find
So rest your eyes

Rest your eyes
Are you saint or sinner
You know neither one is pure
Confessions line the casket walls
Hope has ceased its rise and fall
Your apology has run its course

Edges of the clearings
In talks of disappearing
Our faith can't afford its vows

Houses of the wretched
Armed with your defenses
A spy is living in your walls

The swords above your head
Are waiting to be bled
You are running towards the warning signs