Natives

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released February 19, 2015

Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Declan White
Artwork by Brock Chamings

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Track Name: The Inkwell
The deepest hue of blue ink is coursing through my arteries
Submerged deep in me, submerged deep in me
Sliding its way across the potholes in the driveway,
the cracks on my lips and through my fingertips
Onto age-old paper held together with little more than a purpose
And in the space of a basement that time had long forgotten

If there’s one thing I know in bitterness and in angst
It’s that the black bile drowning me will serve a great plan

Fall from my mouth and tell the thousand different stories
That you've strung into the index of my brain
So spill.

If there’s one thing I know in bitterness and in angst
If there’s one thing I know, if there’s one thing I know

An atlas has carved its history in my eyelids
And branded its name in my dreams.
The searing red burns into my thoughts
And picks to death the things I never wanted to see

I never wanted

Failure, as it seems needs to be seen to believe
Pray this deep blue ink will spell it out for me

Fall from my mouth and tell the thousand different stories
That you've strung into the index of my brain
I watch them drip across and make the etches tangible
Hold my hand, keep me warm.
Track Name: Contingency
I felt eruptions around me

I felt eruptions around me
Like volcanoes of anger and blistering silence
What did we do to deserve this?
A contingency waiting to drown me
Relinquished to suffering and for what?
For nothing
I am bound to the tension
Like a siren in our minds, we are all connected
One in the loss, one in the pain
One in the bleak and the rupture, we are one in the same

What's left to take when all has been exhumed?
These words slipped out from a nervous tongue
And I'm trying my best to be someone
Worth knowing, am I too late?
Cause I know when words are not enough
And I can't speak for myself but you've got to let go

Pick yourself up, pick yourself up and let go
I've got a war on my mind, I've got to let go

What's left to take when all has been exhumed?
These words slipped out from a nervous tongue
And I'm trying my best to be someone
Worth knowing, am I too late?
Cause I know when words are not enough
And I can't speak for myself but you've got to

When all has been exhumed
So tell me what do I do?
I was never as strong as you

I felt eruptions around me

I am bound to the tension
Like a siren in my mind, I am connected
One in the loss, one in the pain
One in the bleak and the rupture, I am one in the same
Track Name: Devil's Snare
Blank faces stare into an empty screen
Profitable lies constricting you and me
If you can't feel the poison
If you can't feel the poison creeping into your bloodstream
How ignorant can you be?
How ignorant can you be?

Daughters of solace, sons of none
We need to come together and admit what we've done
The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh
The time for charades is over and the time for truth high

Yeah, forked tongues spitting lies now
You wanna know what I think?
You're just a coffin count
You've been trapped in Devil's Snare
Corporative slander
Force-fed propaganda
Filthy rich from the mistreatment of the masses
So wake the fuck up to the world you exist in
Slave to the wage, expending life without living
Tell me where to place my trust 'cause I am lost at the thought

In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves
In a consumerist world, we will consume

Daughters of solace, sons of none
We need to come together and admit what we've done
The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh
The time for charades is over and the time for truth high

We've seen the natives evicted from their homes
The skyscrapers dance upon their precursor's bones
If all you care about is which puppet dances best
Then wake up, find clarity in disgrace
We need to congregate

In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves
Track Name: Destitute
The common man left collecting debris
His shattered heart and his worn out dreams
Oh how the pioneers have turned their cheeks
Oh how we all fall down, oh how we all fall down

We had an obligation
To leave this world
Better off than it was
When we were born
Over and over, day after day
Mass destitution, culture decay

It's killing me, it's killing me to say
I've been a part, I've been a part of this rat race
Since I was old enough to see
This grand fissure beneath my feet
I count my blessings on both hands
But I can't seem to understand
If I am here to restore
What has thrived before

By its own hand, morality chokes
A constant cycle jammed, the cogs have been disbanded
So can you riddle me this?
What has a thousand eyes but not a single mouth?
Claims to hold the line but drags you into the ground?
Will you remain enslaved?
So fucking riddle me that

And I can take it all back, (I can take it all back)
And I can take it all back
It belongs to them

It's killing me, it's killing me to say
I've been a part, I've been a part of this rat race
Since I was old enough to see
This grand fissure beneath my feet
I count my blessings on both hands
But I can't seem to understand
If I am here to restore
What has thrived before

The common man
His struggles are not his own
Destitute, he understands
Driven out of heart and home
With little more than what he needs
Cleansed from his gluttony
The common man he finds his soul
Buried underneath a bed of lies we're told
Track Name: Coffinbound
I can pinpoint the second everything fell apart
The heel of Death against my chest, clocks never healed these scars
Shapeshifter's hands heave this pen across the page
Spitting ink-dipped prayers
Keep me sheltered from the rain
Dear God, keep me sheltered from the rain

Day in day out, keep me tired keep me sick
I'm not a man to be admired, nothing you can fix

Trace your fingers down the cracks in my figure
Drain the blood from my veins, break my bones ever-bitter because I,
I've felt the burn in my throat, torn at by choke-holding ropes
And now these coffins are all that I know

Singing in harmony with choirs of the dead
Ballads of breathlessness and all the ghosts in my head
There are ghosts in my head
There are ghosts in my head
Can you hear them?
I can hear them sing
Coffinbound

I feel their teeth tear my heart into pieces
These apparitions keep me hanging
When they stop whispering, I have nothing
These apparitions keep me hanging on

Singing in harmony with choirs of the dead
Ballads of breathlessness and all the ghosts in my head
Can you hear them?
I can hear them sing