No Hand to Comfort You

by People of the Monolith

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Originally released under the band's previous name, This Weary Hour.

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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

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Track Name: Frozen
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
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
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