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Stitches 03:59
[Verse I] I’m left on the verge of nothingness Sick and eyeless Opted out from this world – nothing Feels useless Muse-less Broken and putrid The fallen angel has become all but fruitless And nothing is my ring beneath the flesh of sin I know I am the one that’s opened the door that’s within A mind that’s born remorsed Breeded with a four corse I know I’d find myself with the darkness of recourse [Interlude] I’d bring the return of eternity I’d blind my own eyes With the forgotten certainty It’s like the shadow had forgotten the past I’d never let another hand control the strings I surpassed [Chorus] Je préfère arracher les points [Refrain] With time laying at my feet The night fades into a defeat I would rather rip out the stitches Bang my head and cry out While I dig my ditches And I blind my eyes with nothing It keeps me here when I fall in to rotting Mountains of Flowers cluttered inside me I was a number ’til I rose up from the edge of heresy [Chorus] Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher… [Verse II] And I would dine on the voice deep inside Fall off the cuff thinking maybe I’d be divine I’d try it for a taste Fallen off the case I never thought that I’d be feasting on my resting place [Verse III] And on and on I’d forsake the blame on me And I’d dine on the dying that died on me For a time I’d fallen into the grave The dirt that buried the darkness deep inside – unweighed [Verse IV] Now with a solemn face I’m left without disgrace I’ve faced all the faces that had faced me away And with a deep embrace I lastly now erased The fog that once plagued me with the endless debase (Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher les points… Je préfère arracher…) [Interlude] But now the tale’s undone Follow the new-born sun The only thing that’s left out is the shade that’s not begun The stitches have undone And all the things I’ve done? The virus has broken free from the decade that has been spun And all this time akin Outside the city – a fiend A taken muse that has been silent with the thoughts of din [Interlude] And with these words unlocked All things that I had lost Had fallen across the cross that broke things that crost [Outro] What’s a man to society that’s broken free? Without the time I’m my judge of eternity Before – my life had no sense of autonomy I spit out the taste So bitter for me Of a broken poet without a society And now my time with the past has clocked in – am I now redeemed? Since now the voices have fallen into obscurity? Regardless now the seams have seemed to see eternity
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Hellscape 05:12
[Intro] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Verse I] In the dark Beneath the sinner’s mark I’m battered by the finds that lurk inside a beating heart Leave it all to genocide Can’t have a silent breath But I dig the ancient ruins hidden Shattered in memoirs [Verse II] It’s always dying As I extenuate these eyes I watch it burn away As its corners look inside my pride A normal day behind inside the martyr Away from reality’s demise that had marred her Dazed by the glimpses of the demon that’s inside the nightmare that never had marked her Yet here I am unscraped by the languid lachrymose that has once left me macabre [Refrain] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Verse III] I was born to confine But I’m running out of time While I writhe what I write in the rites aligned And all the broken signs had declined into sines that had shrines made of vines I’m left with a fate resigned [Refrain] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Chorus] I gaze with libertine inside me (hide me) I try to hide but the silence leaves no reprieve (writings) My mind feels like the numbing of glistening rain (chiming) Always so addicted And while the hallways are filled with the shadow (hide me) My thoughts fill as if they now had harrowed (writings) And while sparrows that harrow the arrows (find me) I am left without a trace Of trying to escape this hellscape [Refrain] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Interlude] And all the while I forsake all the things that has burned away from my world Yet it has cauterized the things that had once failed me Like kindle now the ashes – blackened – fall upon me “Remember this is just a dream,” now I’m miming The dreams – they’re now falling Criticizing me with the cruel Nightmare that has taken hold Behind my dark pupils And though they attempt to be my only pupils They know not that they’re simply only pupals [Bridge] The bridge of the sane runs a fine line And though they come home I won’t let them take my mind On my own sign With guise I devise A device that my mind made up of all the vices With these letters that write up a story Find my writings Without them The words They’re not unholy They’re just yet not that wholly But they’re going where they’re knowing As you start to realize that you had closely Realigned the letters that had solely burned inside me [Refrain] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Chorus] I gaze with libertine inside me (hide me) I try to hide but the silence leaves no reprieve (writings) My mind feels like the numbing of glistening rain (chiming) Always so addicted And while the hallways are filled with the shadow (hide me) My thoughts fill as if they now had harrowed (writings) And while sparrows that harrow the arrows (find me) I am left without a trace Of trying to escape this hellscape [Refrain] Hide me Etch the writings Lest the timing of the chiming that’s left with the Broken One Lie inside me Sigh beside me Coincide And align these Poems Escape from the word’s undone [Verse VI] Chained up with the memento I know it’s not in me Is it what’s left of the mori? But without sleep What can control me Now that the dreams had seen this world that’s been unseen? What is a dream If the dream is the scheme That ruins the ruins below me and knows me? I know I fell asleep Without the memory and closely Falling without me and finally takes me down [Outro] Finally waking up
3.
[Verse I] As I entered the silent and vacant womb of eternity She arose from the shadows like the dead to life Pale white Empty threats within her mind Cheeks dead in blossoming rejection With lips that look like poison drip from the edge of sanity It was only then I knew reality had faded like the mist in my past torment into an array of dementia [Chorus] My eyes opened once more… I was stranded in a desert-like world The streets filled with archaic virtue and chaos I walked and wept at the thought of solemn silence and complete and utter serenity ‘Twas only my solitude and myself amongst the dead [Verse II] The hot, hard and grainy pavement ‘neath my feet had laid me comfort that I was still real The sun driven wild like a forest fire tested among the brink of humanity I walked more and more just to find emptiness [Chorus] My eyes opened once more I was stranded in a desert-like world The streets filled with archaic virtue and chaos I walked and wept at the thought of solemn silence and complete and utter serenity ‘Twas only my solitude and myself amongst the dead [Elision] Though I was walking through a plagued world where nothingness was existence And though walking never had brought me to edge of the unknown one that has brought me to consistence [Interlude] Only one thing remained seldom in my mind Her Who was she? In my dreams where she laid so cadent among the rest of the world I closed my eyes at the thought of her Shutting them hard My eyelids ready to implode from the pressure And I released them There she was And there I was It was all a dream In the asylum I was sent to Where she was the one to lead me out In my mind Despaired with darkness While I’m shutting my eyes at the broken injections of mental lividity The mental debility The mental obscurity And mental avidity [Instrumental] My eyes opened once more I was stranded in a desert-like world The streets filled with archaic virtue and chaos I walked and wept at the thought of solemn silence and complete and utter serenity ‘Twas only my solitude and myself amongst the dead [Outro] (In the vast obscure silence left in my mind) It was her (I remembered her face) It was her (The entire darkness inside me) It was her (I remember her face) It was her (As I entered the silent and vacant womb of eternity She arose from the shadows like the dead to life)

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NEW ERA is the first EP from the Canadian-based, poetry-fronted metal project, The Broken Poet Society. In 2012, the band released two singles, Staring and Amongst Those Dead, however after an unexpected hiatus, nothing was known about the band. Exactly 10 years later, the project has been brought back to life with new music. The record includes a three-song journey, speaking on internal revelations of the human mind, self-reflection, and dealing with the aftermath of trauma.

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released March 28, 2023

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Canadian based Metal band, The Broken Poet Society. After a decade long hiatus in 2013, the poetry-based metal project, led by David Angel is set to return in 2023, with a brand-new EP, featuring songs such as, 'Stitches', 'Hellscape', and a remake of their 2012 signature track, 'Amongst Those Dead'. ... more

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