Mar

by Burrows

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released September 18, 2015

Mar was recorded, produced and mixed by Burrows in June/July 2015.

Mastered by Bill Henderson of Azimuth Studios.

Additional vocals on 'Withered Haze' courtesy of Josh Bengston.

A huge thank you to ANYONE willing to listen to us (even if it's for five seconds), download this album, and share it with their friends.

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MATT STREIT
(Bass/Vox)
NICK VICCIONE
(Percussion)
BRIAN PAUZÉ
(Guitar)

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Track Name: Skyblaze
Set your sights on this clouded highway.
Aim for the unthinkable, control the helm of this fiend.

Solidarity and the sun shall be your guide
On this journey to the other side
Hug the ones you love, this is all for them
Because you are going...

All the way across mankind will scoff and you will prove them wrong

They don’t dare to dream above and beyond
Actions that never pass away
Become the craft of hope, take the reign by storm
You are returning from…

All the way across, mankind will scoff, and you will prove them wrong
You will prove them wrong.

We wait.

Theories molded and called upon.
Conclusions that we may never know.

Ascend to blaze the sky
Descend into memory, surpass extremity.
Track Name: Eraser
The line forms in the driving rain, soaked, optimistic.
The option to mold their minds as they see fit.

White knuckling cash, their eyes shift rapidly
Each person knows what they are planning
Silent they nod in approval.
Silent they nod in approval.

Lay down, crank the wheel, and pay the price
Every regret drained out and thrown away.

The past is now unwritten
Silent they nod in approval.
Silent they nod in approval.
Track Name: The Timeline Ends
Seal the door
Tighten the straps
Program the date, brace for it
A stream of light.

Full speed ahead
Eyes open wide
Experience gravity shift
The force that feels.

Faced with altered realities
Contort at our will
Move to moments of remedy
Quickly we must...

Sail the seas of exploration
Time is a map to who we are
Now the flash of life is
Dimmed out by deceit.

The clock sheds light
On this fallacy
Dark clouds forecast
The fear before we...

Sail the seas of exploration
Time is a map to who we are
Now the flash of life is
Dimmed out by deceit.

Culture. Harvest. Bodies of humans now coffins for dreams,
with science broken and the future as we please.

Time is a map to who we are.
Now the flash of life is
Dimmed out by deceit
Dimmed out by deceit
Track Name: Reforge
Harking on every sound
From the warrior’s boast to the haunting ghosts
Left on the ground
Enlighten the path, a calculated wrath
For your direction
With those who dwell upon you
Void of all affection
Devour the souls unsuspecting.

Forging elements opaque and silent
Clouded restless alone without warmth
Hunted gathered storage for collection
Roaming the earth for the presence of every breath.

Unseen from towers loaded and villainous
Ready to raid always lurking under the sky
Hidden in shadows they are one step ahead
Alertness prepared there is never enough to claim.

Spirits quickly emptied without a trace
The demons fail by never catching up.
Track Name: Dark Ancients
The strays fear to tread where ancients once roamed
With nothing by their sides other than the slick walls of the caves.

They etch how they evolve, history carved away.

Apprentice of dark magic, powers abound.

They etch how they evolve, history carved away.

Without direction each will choose, abuse evil or harness good.
Their eyes pitch black.

The horizon does not exist
Dark ancients demand the impression
Break the barrier now get the fuck out.
Track Name: Withered Haze
Walk across the terrain
Under the burning star
Before the darkest place
Bones bleached by the sun.

Lose track of my steps as vision blurs
This plain of nothing seems infinite
Heat waves in the distance, thirst grows deeper
The air shaped this land. Weightless, yet heavy on me.

I am a process formed by weathering.
The dust collects to create the storm.

A drought will consume until all is withered
A dry mouth of regret, fade my conscience
The winds take my words to sketch this view
Erosion, intense decay, eat away at me.

I am a process formed by weathering.
The dust collects to create the storm.

Starvation takes hold, always empty
Drawn from the color of dusk, cold and barren
Hesitate in the sand, slowly buried
Empty, barren, buried, rest.