Something silent by met

oldrottenhead

recorded on this day one year ago in geirs hut in porsgrunn norway.

met are: Geir (geir alfsen)Guitar
osckilo (tharek mokbul)guitar
flash harry (mike fife) bass guitar and homemade tambourine
oldrottenhead (jim higgins) vocals

Something Silent
Words and music by Tharek Mokbul
Something silent reachin’ in
From the moment it begins
Let’s you think the edge is middle ground
And nothin’ wins the day

Stunnin’ souls rest immunized
Against the fibres of this life
From the light that tries to creep on in
But not the coldest night

Nothin’ left inside the shell
Just the armour left to tell
What was here before and nothin’ more
These wares are yet to sell

This ain’t life as we prescribed
All the beats have passed us by
Still we seek a note to lead us on
A stick to keep our time

Screamin’ soundless rage inside
What you feel is what you hide
I will call again another day
When you can hear your cries

Stubburn stains revealed inside
Takes the sparkle from their eyes
Never seen, so we can’t clean them up
Or burn them in the fire

Nothin’ left inside the shell
Just the armour left to tell
Who I was here before and nothin’ more
These wares are yet to sell

Secret safe reclusive isle
Sunless shores roll intertwined
With icy seas that came on in
And won’t go out again

Stop, succeed, renew, ignite
Make your mind up, stand and fight
Feed the power back into your life
A fire blazin’ bright

Nothin’ left inside the shell
Just the armour left to tell
Who I was here before and nothin’ more
These wares are yet to sell
These wares are yet to sell
These wares are yet to sell
These wares are yet to sell