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Everything Ends
04:21
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It’s cold and gray
And that’s the way it’s going to stay
The rest of the world will may change
But there’s something about this place
When held up to the flame
All the villains have changed
The wretched and decayed
Are all standing on my grave
The gradual cessation of feeling
Was it lost or just not there?
Is it just slowly receding?
Is that a loss that makes me scared?
Being left alone with my feelings
Always a failure in someone’s eyes
I’ve never felt my thoughts worth sharing
We only gather when someone dies
It’s the emptiness that makes me uneasy
But it’s the emptiness I think I like
It’s the only thing that keeps me going
It’s the only thing that still feels right
The peace that I think is missing
Is the piece that’s on my mind
I can’t honestly say that I’ll make it
But I can honestly say that I’ll try
I never said it was gonna be easy
I never said it was gonna be fine
The worst thing in the world is waiting
The worst thing in the world is time
My hell is a quiet place
I can feel it again
Reaching for me out of the stillness
That knowing that it will someday end
There must be something that keeps me awake
There is something about this place
The moon shines with tomorrow’s light
And it hits to you at that quiet time
That everyone you love is going to die
Good luck falling asleep at night
My hell is a quiet place
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Small Moments
This is what it’s like
To finally give in
It’s a soft and subtle cry
“I don’t have the heart for it”
(As I attenuate)
The sound of breaking down
(Trace back the lines)
That guides us to our ends
(Understanding in time)
I shouldn’t be surprised
That Sometimes
I hate the sky,
I hate the deep blue sea
And everything between
These are my own failings
It’s the small moments that mean the most
But pain is the last thing we forget
This is what its like
To know you need to change
I’m a stranger to myself
Which makes it hard to face
(Calling out I defy)
Remember what it’s like
(Calling out to the sky)
But the stars won’t tell me how
(Knowing nothing is right)
What is it that I have missed?
Why do I feel this way?
I fear the how
I fear the why
You can see it on my face
I’ve been told I have sad eyes
It’s the small moments
That mean the most
But pain is the last thing
That we forget
It’s not enough to simply drift aimlessly from moment to moment
Missing the innocence of childhood
With age comes the wisdom that the smallest moments
Make the heaviest of hearts
Searching for something to drown out the voices
“You are not enough, you never will be”
So I have to find another way
I’ll find another way
It’s not enough to simply exist
So I’ll find another way
I’ll find another way
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I don’t have the energy to be angry anymore.
I’m measuring the distance between me and the world.
It’s the only evidence I was ever here at all.
I’ve never been a ghost, but I never felt alive.
It takes everything I have,
But this is where we draw the line.
I will be the great wave.
The uncaring ocean, sent to destroy.
I’ll be the winter at its darkest,
It’s better than feeling worthless.
To make our sorrows more bearable,
I give up trying to find the balance anymore.
I find myself lacking. I find myself asking if...
This is the price we pay, for the curse of wondering why.
And as the light begins to fade, and it becomes too much to take.
I’m feeding all the fires that burn me to the ground.
There is an art to self destruction,
And I don’t want to start again.
There are the things you wish for,
And the things you get.
I just want the truth.
Are the better days behind me?
I want to know the way.
Show me the way.
To make my sorrows more bearable.
I give up trying to find the balance anymore.
I find myself lacking. I find myself asking if...
This is the price we pay, for the curse of wondering why.
This is the price we pay for the curse of wondering why.
The curse of wondering why.
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Constant Reminders
03:34
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The echoes that we chase.
The sleepless nights we fall.
The rage and hollow grief.
The cracks that never show.
Across this time and space.
The people that we place.
Markers of our way.
A statement of our days.
We are educated in death.
There is no good way out of this world.
At the end of everything, across all time and space.
In the last fading light of day, we’re all thieves stealing time.
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Seasonless State
04:47
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What’s the worst thing that’s ever happened?
When was the moment that finally changed me?
Was it like a flood,
That hit us all at once?
Or was it like a rain,
That slowly accumulates?
Growing so detached I can’t feel the seasons as they change.
I’m running out of ways to say it doesn’t matter.
Every minute is a struggle, every day a war.
Light the way by burning it all down.
Every minute is a struggle, every day a war.
Light the way by burning it all down.
There is something about being so close to the ledge.
It’s a reminder that when you feel like you’re at the bottom,
There’s still so much further you could fall.
Your battle’s not over. In body and mind your war rages inside.
Every minute is a struggle, every day a war.
Light the way by burning it all down.
Every minute is a struggle, every day a war.
Light the way by burning it all down.
There must be a reason why ghosts want to live.
To feel again.
To feel again.
There must be some kind of choice that we can make.
To feel again.
To feel again.
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A Voice to Raise or Ruin
10:20
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A sense of vague uneasiness.
Like a circle spinning slightly off center.
All these ideas at a scale my mind just can’t comprehend.
Thoughts that are too heavy to float,
And in my head they slowly drown.
Feeling like all of the particles in my body,
Are disseminated across the entire universe.
While the mass of every star is compressed to a single point in my chest.
So say something beautiful,
In the end that’s all we have.
The more we realize,
The less that we understand.
So say something meaningful,
Even if it’s sad,
So I know I’m not alone,
And not the only one,
I don’t know how to describe what beauty is.
And I don’t know how colors, shapes, or sounds can create art,
Or a feeling so profound that it moves you as a person.
But I know know it when I see it.
I don’t know we’re meaning comes from,
Or how we attribute it to the various components of our lives
To make ourselves feel whole,
But I know it when I feel it in the pit of my stomach.
I know it when its there.
So say something beautiful,
In the end that’s all we have.
The more we realize,
The less we understand.
Breathing is hard enough.
Today is the hardest day.
Tell me I’m not alone,
That I’m not the only one.
We can look back in sadness, loss, remember the failures and struggles.
Or we can look back and choose to remember the beauty and the light.
In the face of that darkness thats inside of all of us,
It’s what we do that gives us our meaning.
It’s the things that we choose.
Our struggles, our addictions, our failures,
They are part of who we are.
The world may be awful and cold,
But it’s the only one we know.
So let it mean something to you.
Let it be something great.
Let it move you to tears.
Let it not feel so alone.
Say something beautiful,
In the end that’s all we have.
The more we realize,
The less we understand.
Breathing is hard enough.
Today is the hardest day.
Tell me I’m not alone,
That I’m not the only one.
Am I the only one?
Say something beautiful
Even if it’s sad,
So I know I’m not alone,
And not the only one.
Say something meaningful
Even if it’s sad,
So I know I’m not alone,
And not the only one.
Am I the only one?
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Roman Lions San Jose, California
Starting as the side project of Baltimore-raised brothers Justin and Matt Tracy, Roman Lions took shape after the brothers
relocated to California where they expanded their sound and their lineup.
Including former members of A Perfect Kiss, I Am Empire, and Octaves, Roman Lions combine the emotional intensity of screamo, the build-and-break grandeur of post-rock, and the heaviness of hardcore.
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