Friday, December 16, 2011

son, i loved you at your darkest

One of my all-time favourite bands, As Cities Burn, played a reunion show last week. It helped me rediscover the first album of theirs I ever heard--"Son I Loved You at Your Darkest."

Father, hide our hearts in You
Lest we steal them back
And lay them at the feet of men
I know now that glory has not a place
Near my hands or any man

If you don't mind the occasional hardcore screaming and whatnot, I highly recommend you stop what you're doing right this second and go purchase a copy of that record. Or listen to it on Grooveshark.

My God, what a world You love
Men bury their sons
And without thought, just walk away

Their lyrics are raw, deep, and intense. So many of my angsty late-teen years were filled with these melodies.

Awake! Awake in the company of men given something to say
Give me a servant's heart and a tongue to obey
Awake! Come wind
Awake! Come thought
Tired head, take up your mat,
Take your mat and walk 

The memories. The struggles I faced. The anger I had. The anger I have.

Oh, how sweet the sound
I know it saved, but is it changing a wretch like me?
Oh my God, how sweet is the sound
I once was blind but now I just look away

I didn't mean to get all deep on you. This weekend we have a lot of [fun] stuff going on. I survived finals. I'll bring you updates soon. But in the meantime... go listen to that album!

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