No Hand to Comfort You
by People of the Monolith
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Digital Album
"...evocative and impressive" - Metal Ireland
The praised 2009 EP by People of the Monolith. Download free, in the file format of your choice.Free Download
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Algor Mortis
02:45
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Frozen
08:07
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Harvest
08:35
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The Lure of Prominence
02:40
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The Wordsmith
08:18
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about
Originally released under the band's previous name, This Weary Hour.
credits
released 13 July 2009
written and performed by People of the Monolith
Eamonn O'Neill - vocals
Seán Murphy - guitars and vocals
Declan Synnott - guitars and vocals
Ben Kelleher - bass
Damian Jarzabek - drums
recorded by Eoin Whitfield
mixed and mastered by James Eager
at The Hive Studios, Kilcoole, Co. Wicklow
artwork, layout and concept - Eamonn O'Neill
written and performed by People of the Monolith
Eamonn O'Neill - vocals
Seán Murphy - guitars and vocals
Declan Synnott - guitars and vocals
Ben Kelleher - bass
Damian Jarzabek - drums
recorded by Eoin Whitfield
mixed and mastered by James Eager
at The Hive Studios, Kilcoole, Co. Wicklow
artwork, layout and concept - Eamonn O'Neill
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- Track Name: Frozen
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Stranded on the edge of life
No mercy is drawn unto you
Thou hast forged this path alone
No hand here to comfort you
Expression fails,
Desire and intent
Lust weighs you down
Her rising sun fails to touch,
The icy depths of my heart
Frozen
A hopeless gaze from a jaded mute
Why can't you? Why can't you?
I can't... I want...
To feel her warmth. Drink her in
Thaw my heart. Drink her in
Cold, battered, broken, blue
Longing for the touch of you
Just to get you close to me
The warmth in you would set me free - Track Name: Harvest
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Cultivation
Unrivalled beauty
The life that grows breaths hope
But you reap what you sow
You reap what you sow
Intervention
A hand beyond divine
Tonight an angel dies,
In your grim harvest
This is a grim harvest
Torn-out
Darkness
Never see the light
Floodgates now open
The rivers run red
Red as these eyes,
Bourne into death
Torn-out
Darkness
Never see the light - Track Name: The Wordsmith
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I – Master of the Craft
Threads of gold
Delicate, spun
Woven from a silver tongue
Cultivate
Sow your seeds
So quickly they grow their leaves
Time and again,
The song is sung
Beautiful for one so young
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II – Threads Begin to Fray
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III – The Veil Descends
The world was crashing down around you
You failed to realise
Mighty pillars crumble and fall
Too weak the foundations of your guise
Lonely you stand among the ruins
Too late to realise
Forced to lurk beyond life’s reach
Not a soul left to answer your cries
Veil descend
And cover your heart
Mortuary drape
Once your minted cloth
Veil descend
And smother your heart
Mortuary drape
Once your minted cloth
